There is a trapdoor in a flower garden
And a stairway that leads deep under the ground
Here we inter the remains of our memories
As they sleep in the Earth, waiting there to be found
Well I am not afraid to be brutally honest
I am not ashamed to be painfully blunt
If you want to sail over my blue waters
I'll show you the place where the last ship sunk, yeah

Your, yes your, demons are my demons
Aren't you and I in this together?
Your, yes your, demons are my demons
Aren't you and I in this together?

Poets have said that a man needs to be open
If he ever expects anyone to enter in
But there is a difference in unlocking your gate
And coming clean on twenty three years of sin
I believe you when you say you trust me
I believe that I trust you too, yeah
But there are things that I bury so deeply
That I don't know how to show them to you, yeah

Your, yes your, demons are my demons
Aren't you and I in this together?
Your, yes your, demons are my demons
Aren't you and I in this together?

Your demons are
My demons aren't
We in this
Together?
Your demons are
My demons aren't
We in this
Together?

Your, yes your, demons are my demons
Aren't you and I in this together?
Your, yes your, demons are my demons
Aren't you and I in this together?