Analysis of Don’t Know

I’m walking across a bridge to the other side.

I don’t really feel dead or alive.

Blood on my clothes, blood in my nose.

Guess that pretty girl I couldn’t hold.

The air was cold and the sky was red.

I hear her singing as the branches bled.

I’m walking across a bridge to the other side.

I don’t really feel dead or alive.

I don’t know.

I don’t know.

Blood on my clothes, blood in my nose.

I guess that pretty girl I couldn’t hold.

I don’t know.

I don’t know.

I’m walking across a bridge to the other side.

I made friends with the city lights.

I tried and I tried.

Blame me I’m the fall guy.

Save me oh Lord can we

Can we wait till sunrise

I’m walking across a bridge to the other side.

I don’t really feel dead or alive.

I don’t know.

I don’t know.

Blood on my clothes, blood in my nose.

I guess that pretty girl I couldn’t hold.

I don’t know.

I don’t know.