I can't feel my own pulse beating
I'm down in the middle of the whole design
When you gonna make it better

Can't see what it is you're all seeing
#Don't feel the cold and I don't know why
I wont blame it on the weather
Come round here and make it better

I'm numb all over and
I can't feel anything
A strange kind of wonderful

I see a broken man in the mirror
One part Jekyll, and one part Hyde
When you comin' round to see me

Can't feel the rhythm of my own pulse beating
#Cross my fingers on the rolling dice
#When you coming over here
Tell me things will all get better

I'm numb all over and
I can't feel anything
A strange kind of wonderful

*I can't feel my own pulse beating
*Cross my fingers on the rolling dice

*I can't feel my own pulse beating
*One part Jekyll, and one part Hyde

*Numb all over and
I can't feel anything
A strange kind of wonderful