Carriage - Counting Crows

If anything, it should have been a better thing

From underneath you staring at the ceiling

There’s another world of chocolate bars and baseball cards

That hides inside of all this tension that I’m feeling

But it’s all inside of you

Yeah, it’s all inside of you

Surprise, surprise

I miss your hair

You miss my eyes

And all this solitude is my confidence eroding

So we slide inside of someone’s mouth and someone’s eyes

Until there’s the sound of something intimate exploding

But it’s all inside of you

Yeah, it’s all inside of you

Oh, it’s all inside of you

Yeah, it’s all inside of you

I wish that I was anesthetized and sterilized

And then we wouldn’t have this evidence congealing

Surprise, surprise

Another pair of lips and eyes

And that is the consequence of actually feeling

It was all inside of you

It was all inside of you

It was all inside of you

It was all inside of you