I put my finger on the pulse just to make sure it's still beating But I don't know how I can console this tireless, terrible feeling A little conversation won't hurt you It's not an equation you can just cancel out Give me a window to your heart One that I can put my eye up to A clear shot into the black we've been standing in Won't you give me a location to your heart Oh, you bottle it up, and you pour me some fermented anger No matter how you serve it up, in every single cup it tastes so bitter A little conversation won't hurt you No, I'm not an equation you can just cancel out Give me a window to your heart One that I can put my eye up to A clear shot into the black we've been standing in Won't you give me a location to your heart We're skirting and starving the matter And I'll knock on that glass till it shatters Until you see me, clearly We're stuck inside of this square And we're both gasping for air Oh, we're waiting on a word to make it clear again Give me a location, location to your heart Give me a location, tell me where you are Give me a location, I won't be far