How Good Can It Feel

[Verse]
Paint a picture of me when I'm dead
Tired of living, having never lived
A rock you'd throw into a lake again
Sink or maybe swim, sink or maybe swim

[Chorus]
Fall on my grave
Conversation, conversation, my way
Fall on your grave
Conversation, conversation

[Spoken: Sherry Turkle]
When I ask people, "What's wrong with having a conversation?" People say, "I'll tell you what's wrong with having a conversation!" It takes place in real time and you can't control what you're gonna say. Texting, email, posting, let us present the self as we want be. We get to edit, and that means we get to delete, and that means we get to retouch, the face, the voice, the flesh, the body. Not too little, not too much, just right

[Chorus]
Break the box but you know it's empty (Fall on my grave)
You wanna find love but you know there's nothing there
You won't blink when you're all alone (Conversation, conversation)
Playing in the dark on your telephone
You don't sleep cause you hate the thought (Fall on your grave)
Of dying in a dream, but you know that no one cares
You can think it's a waste of life (Conversation, conversation)
You close the door to your head until the wine and blood run dry

[Bridge]
Head on my chest
Before we seperate (Don't close your eyes)
[?] (Don't close your eyes)
It's in my head (How good can it feel?)
Head on my chest
Before we seperate (Don't close your eyes)

[Verse]
Paint a picture of me when I'm dead
Tired of living, having never lived
A rock you'd throw into a lake again
Sink or maybe swim, sink or maybe swim