Editors - The hills we died upon song lyrics

In the wait for you last night
My whole life flashed before my eyes
The stories that we spoke
The hills we died upon
The cadence of your tongue

I'm wired up, I'm knocked out
I'm not asking you to
Cut me down, scrub my skin
Show me things we outgrew
I'm wired up, I'm knocked out
But I'm not asking you to
Cut me down, scrub my skin

Don't serenade in the dark
If the morning could roll back the time
Take us back to the start
Don't serenade in the dark
We couldn't stop the leaving stars
They don't like where we are

Those dreams will always fade
The curtain falls down on your pillow
You beat a different drum
You separate my thumb
And hold me when I'm numb

I'm wired up, I'm knocked out
I'm not asking you to
Cut me down, scrub my skin
Show me things we outgrew
I'm wired up, I'm knocked out
But I'm not asking you to
Cut me down, scrub my skin

Don't serenade in the dark
If the morning could roll back the time
Take us back to the start
Don't serenade in the dark
We couldn't stop the leaving stars
They don't like where we are

With our idle hands
The devil makes his plans
I'll never understand
How the air you breathe so carelessly
Is just a line drawn in the sand

I'm wired up, I'm knocked out
I'm not asking you to
Cut me down, scrub my skin
Show me things we outgrew
I'm wired up, I'm knocked out
I'm not asking you to
Cut me down, scrub my skin

Don't serenade in the dark
If the morning could roll back the time
Take us back to the start
Don't serenade in the dark
We couldn't stop the leaving stars
They don't like where we are

Show me how to live carelessly
'Cause with all this time, I go out my mind
And with idle hands the devil makes plans
Carelessly
Because with all this time, I go out my mind
And with idle hands the devil makes plans
'Cause with all this time, I go out my mind
And with idle hands the devil makes plans