I am a void Let's see you try and fill me And mostly I'm just annoyed With the situation that never fails to find me Well I shoulda known better and I did I should have listened but ohh well And now the memories are but the lines on my palms of my hands Can you tell me this much? Oh do tell... Tell me was she better? Was she everything and more? 'Cause I'm still leaning out the window on the 14th story floor Begging for more... always more... I remember the conversations Pressed up against that Canadian night sky Like l could lean out my window And recall what it feels like to be that high Tell me me was she better? Was she everything and more? God I hope she pleased you Was she everything you hoped for? Tell me was it all there, all this time Did it pick up, did it pick up, did it pick up... And take flight?