Numb All Over

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 I 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 I cross my fingers on the rolling dice When you coming over here to Tell me things will all get better I'm numb all over and I can't feel anything A strange kind of wonderful