What's to compare when you're close to me? Though you never were It's the land sliding down and the vapors rolling off Though I knew you were The last living corner as we search for sleep Good night When it wears off You grab the hand in the smoke When you feel soft You grab the hand in the smoke And when you fall asleep in bed I know the comfort fills your head Watch out, the mattress is a jail And now you dream of other beds It's all in good humor when we laugh at how they talk You know they're not from here We can tell them where to go, we can tell them how to walk They don't pretend Good night When it wears off You grab the hand in the smoke When you feel soft You grab the hand in the smoke Let them know it's time to go When the sun is coming up When it wears off You grab the hand in the smoke When you feel soft You grab the hand in the smoke And when you fall asleep in bed I know the comfort fills your head Watch out, the mattress is a jail And now you dream of other beds The end of the city is the end that we fought You never wrote me back You enter the city and you're never coming out