CATHERINE: Nine years ago,
I witnessed my mother's murder.
I would have been killed, too, if it hadn't been for Vincent.
VINCENT: I was part of an experimental
special forces group.
Their goal was to create the perfect super soldier.
They made us stronger, faster, better.
But something went wrong.
They gave orders to kill us all.
Somehow, I survived and have been in hiding ever since.
CATHERINE: Until a case brought me back to him.
But also alerted the group that experimented on him.
Now we're both in danger.
VINCENT: And our best chance at survival
is if we save each other.
♪ My mind
♪ Is in a state
♪ 'Cause all I seem to do is tempt my fate ♪
♪ Well, I try
♪ A bigger space
♪ But all the while I'm crashing at the gate... ♪
(door closes)
What the hell's going on?
You're putting grooves in the floor.
I need to get some air.
Open a window.
What's got you so amped up?
Oh, you must have seen Cat.
That's why you came home so late, isn't it?
You were with her.
For a little bit, yeah.
I know what you're gonna say, man, but...
JT, she makes me feel like... like
I have a life again.
Awfully dangerous for a guy
who's supposed to be dead.
Seriously, where are you going?
For a walk.
Stick to rooftops where it's safe.
I'll be back soon.
If you're going out, I'm coming with.
No, no, that is a bad idea.
That makes us even.
So that's why you want to ask that Sara girl out, right?
Delicate stomach?
That "girl" is a woman who happens to be
the Associate Chair of the Earth Sciences Department.
And I'm not asking her out because I live in
an abandoned warehouse
with a complicated roommate.
You're afraid she's gonna say no.
Maybe I'm misinterpreting
our eye contact at department meetings.
(voice fades): I mean, I think she's staring at me, but...
MAN: Please, please don't shoot me.
Nobody's a hero tonight.
Open up the register and hit the floor.
I-I have a family.
Let's go!
Yeah.
Now!
Come on! Let's go!
(doorbells jingle)
(sirens wailing in distance)
(camera beeping steadily)
♪ Beauty and the Beast 1x05 ♪ Saturn Returns Original Air Date on November 8, 2012
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
(alarm beeping)
(beeping stops, Catherine sighs)
♪ Every day's a little better
♪ Than the day before
♪ Walking forward, never looking back anymore ♪
♪ 'Cause the future's straight ahead ♪
♪ It's beautiful
♪ Stay honest, never compromise what's in your heart ♪
♪ Stand strong, you'll have an easy time at the start ♪
♪ You'll never have to ask for more ♪
♪ But sometimes you'll have to go through the dark ♪
(sighs)
Make mine a double.
How was your night?
Ex-porn star karaoke
sounds way more entertaining than it actually is.
And where were you?
Because you were not in bed when I came home.
Uh, yeah, I was on a case.
So why'd you leave your badge here?
Does being my roommate also involve tracking my every move?
No, but being your curious little sister does.
I was hoping you had a pre b-day hot date.
Happy birthday.
Thank you.
And?
And we've been through this, Heather.
But you love your birthday.
I mean, who doesn't want cake and Jell-O shots
and eligible bachelors passing out in their bathtub?
Me. I told you, I don't feel like having a party this year.
I do not get it.
I mean, what is so different about this year?
Mm!
I know what it is.
Saturn returns.
Saturn comes back into orbit where it was when you were born,
and blah, blah, blah, your life goes bass-ackwards
for the next seven years.
Great.
'Cause it has been so smooth for the last seven.
(sighs)
♪ It's a beau-beau-beautiful day ♪
♪ A beau-beautiful day, yeah
♪ What a beautiful day.
That slow, huh?
It's the third Thursday of the month;
that's when criminals have their staff meetings.
Happy birthday.
Thank you.
You are not that sentimental.
Oh, no. You'll get a six-pack
and a drugstore card that I'll get at lunch
and act like I picked out days ago.
(laughs)
Mystery boyfriend?
'Cause that's the story
I've been running to explain
your mood swings over the past few weeks.
No, it's from my dad
and the soon-to-be step thingy.
MAN: Excuse me, Detectives?
The front desk directed me to you.
I'm Michael Walters.
How can we help, Michael?
Have a seat.
My fiancée, Amy, she was at the apartment and, uh...
she's missing.
Uh, um...
This is her.
Here.
How long has she been gone for?
About three hours, I think.
I came home from an all night ER rotation,
and I made her breakfast.
Then I went to Café Vermeer to get
our favorite coffee, and when I came back,
maybe 20 minutes later, she was gone.
TESS: When you got home, were there
any suspicious circumstances?
Door kicked in?
No.
I just found her engagement ring left on the table.
Was there anything else out of the ordinary?
Maybe some stuff missing?
I don't know.
The bedroom closet was open, but...
I hate to break it to you,
but I think she left you.
You don't know her.
Look, we're about to get married.
She would never leave me.
It's not possible.
Michael, we have to wait 48 hours
to open an official investigation.
(sighs)
Oh, I see.
Look, um, maybe we can swing by the apartment,
see if there's anything that catches our attention.
We can?
MICHAEL: Thank you so much. I really...
Thank you, Detectives.
Heartbreaking.
Pathetic.
CATHERINE: That's you, isn't it? That's your jacket.
No one could recognize me from that jacket.
Who knows what else is on that surveillance tape?
What were you thinking?
What was I supposed to do, let the guy shoot the clerk?
You guys have to be more careful.
Me, choir.
But seems that since he met you, Vincent feels alive.
He thinks he can have a normal life
and walk on sidewalks and stuff.
You know who can't do that?
Guys with death certificates.
You know what we should do.
Not we, me. It's the benefit
of having someone on the inside.
I'll call the local precinct
and make sure there's nothing else
on that surveillance tape.
That would be great,
but I think he's talking about Phase B.
You seriously have something called "Phase B"?
What if she's right?
What if someone catches on to that photo?
We've never taken the precautions
we should around here.
And if you're gonna go for walks,
we need better security,
in case someone follows you home.
Great. As if my life isn't walled up enough already.
I'll start the inventory of what we need to steal from campus.
I didn't hear that.
I didn't say it.
Is it too late for "happy birthday"?
How did you know?
I've been watching over you, remember?
Your birthday was just always
a good marker each year to check in, make sure you're okay.
(can pops open)
Here.
Thank you.
Having a party?
You always have a party.
Uh, yeah-- no, not this year.
I don't feel like it.
As I got older, I thought that I understood more about life.
And now, it's like I've crossed this line,
and the world doesn't make sense to me anymore.
You know, my birthday used to be so simple.
My mom-- she'd make me pancakes for dinner.
(chuckles)
And she'd buy me
a new pair of flannel pajamas,
and... we'd just watch old movies.
Like I say, I'm not in the mood
to play truth or dare with my friends,
when I spend most of my days lying to them.
About where I've been, who I've been with.
I should, uh...
I should probably go.
My-my partner's waiting for me.
I told her I left something at home.
Another lie.
Thank you.
Thanks for coming by.
Have you heard from Amy's family or friends at all?
Oh, well, her parents died in a car accident years ago.
She doesn't have any siblings or close friends, really.
She was kind of shy and quiet.
TESS: She left her engagement ring on the table.
That seems kind of loud.
I wanted to surprise her with breakfast and the announcement.
I sent it into the paper.
I thought she'd find it romantic.
We planned a quiet wedding in Rockland County,
just us and the justice.
How long did Amy live here?
Um...
she moved in with me about a year ago.
No photos of you two?
She's a Virgo.
Liked to keep our place super clean.
You have anything with her name on it?
Uh...
I'll take a look.
Do you think it's strange that there's absolutely no sign
of a woman living here?
How could she pack up a year's worth of life in 20 minutes?
Yeah, it took me five weeks to pack up
my studio apartment last time I moved.
This place makes it seem like she never existed at all.
I'll check the bedroom.
Uh... sorry, I couldn't
find anything with her name on it.
I usually keep my bleach by the laundry.
Oh, well, she must've been cleaning in here.
She does that a lot,
but it didn't bother me. TESS: Hey, Cat.
TESS: Phone for you.
Just give me a second, okay, Michael?
Mm-hmm.
Closet.
Mind if I use your bathroom?
It's a long drive back to the precinct.
Of course.
Thanks.
JOE: What are we looking at? Murder? Missing persons?
We found a woman's hair. We're checking to see
if its DNA gets a hit on that Amy woman,
if the DNA matches the blood found in the closet.
Why would he report her
if he's the one that killed her?
TESS: Throw off suspicion with tears.
You know, she sees the announcement,
realizes she's making a mistake,
and then gives the ring back. He flips out,
kills her, cleans it up and then realizes
someone's gonna report her missing.
He could be a flight risk.
(sighs) Okay, I'll put undercovers on him.
You two, pull warrants and start to dig quietly.
Let's see if we can find a friend,
someone she complained about Michael to.
Someone she told everything to.
Is that what friends are for? I wouldn't know.
The flowers are from my dad.
There is no secret guy.
I swear.
Is she gone? Uh,
I don't know. Is she invisible and I'm the only one
who can't see her?
So, keep her out until 9:00. MAN: Detective.
And could you pick up
the margarita machine on the way over?
Uh-huh. And just how do you expect me
to explain picking up a margarita machine to Cat
on the way to her apartment on her birthday,
which supposedly you promised not to throw a party for?
Good point.
It's a match-- DNA of the hair and blood
from a woman mid-to-late 20s.
Sounds like Amy. What about the prints from the newspaper?
Yeah, I ran the prints through the system, but they're smudged.
I'll try and clean them up and run them through again.
Okay, mind if I print this? No.
Wait.
The most eligible bachelor with his
I-can-bag-anyone-in-this- bar-because-I-have-a-sexy-
accent has reverted to online dating?
I didn't know you thought my accent was sexy.
Okay, so who is this buxomly bimbo
you've stooped to? (chuckles)
Claire Sinclair?
Really? Is that her screen name?
Likes hiking
and reading. How original.
Oh.
A masters in poli sci...
and a PhD in economics.
Climbed Mount Everest?
Well, maybe you should open yourself up
to the possibilities of the World Wide Web, Cat.
I'm not the one that's gone stag to the Police Ball
three years running.
Evan.
Heather.
Cat.
Now that everyone's met...
What are you doing here? I...
um, well, Tess said you were down here.
I... locked
myself out. (chuckles) Again.
Could I borrow your spare? I need
to get you a set of keys to wear as earrings.
Seriously.
Okay, come on.
(quietly): Margarita machine.
Detective Chandler. Here you go.
From Precinct 86? Yeah.
Thanks. No problem.
♪
(sighs)
Good news. No frame of that video footage
can clearly peg you.
Your identity is safe. (chuckles)
"Blocking analog"? Shuts down any wireless devices
in the perimeter.
Thank you, JT.
Your isolated prison
is starting to feel like my escape these days.
You're not spending your birthday on your own, are you?
(fridge closes)
You at least need a pizza
or a movie or something.
Are you buying?
Theoretically? Yes.
Technically? No, that would be JT.
The one with the paycheck.
You're offering me an entire night
where I don't have to make up lies?
Yeah, I figured you could use a break from it.
I'll see you at 8:00. It's a date.
Not a... not a...
date-date.
What is it with guys? You could put up
a picture or something. It would make the place
feel less like a prison.
Why, is there something wrong?
No pictures. Nothing personal.
It's part of the To Go Plan.
We can get everything out of here that links to us
in 14 minutes and be on our way to the safe haven.
Right, because you're on the run,
someone's after you.
Did you say "safe haven"?
Yeah, it's... (chuckles)
JT's name. I think it's kind of goofy.
It's just a place we know how to get around in, but...
where no one would ever think to look for us.
CATHERINE: What if no one was erasing Amy?
What if she was erasing herself?
And she made herself disappear in less than 20 minutes?
EVAN: That might explain what the system kicked up
when I reran the prints.
Her name's not Amy.
EVAN: Amy's real name is
Lily Carter. Besides this driver's license,
there's no other record of Lily's existence
before the age of 18-- no birth certificate,
no Social Security number,
no school records.
You know, if we're keeping you from your hot date...
Oh, it's not a problem.
She's waiting for me.
Chandler, Vargas.
JT Forbes!
Sara. Hey.
I, uh...
I'm... (chuckles) (giggles)
sure you're wondering what I'm doing. Yeah,
you've been staring at me during staff meetings.
Uh... I-I...
I... wouldn't... I wouldn't call it staring.
I'm...
I'm farsighted, so... Oh,
yeah, well, uh, I've asked around
and apparently you don't have a girlfriend
or any kind of life.
Supposedly you show up
to faculty functions alone.
I'm so glad everyone's noticed. Yeah,
well, I kept waiting, but...
Do you want to go out for coffee sometime?
I, uh...
I, um...
I...
I got to go.
JT: Well, what was I supposed to say?
Uh, how about "yes"?
Wake up, Vincent.
Uh, finger.
Coffee leads to lunch, lunch leads to dinner,
dinner leads to drinks, and...
we all know where that leads.
Exactly. And you could do
with some of that. And what am I
supposed to say after three months of dodging?
She can't come see my house because...?
I don't know. Because... you live with your parents.
Oh, that's studly. That'll get me laid. Thanks.
Okay,
what if she was trustworthy?
Okay, if she was...
someone special that knew about us and understood.
I did that. Remember?
I was that trustworthy friend.
Lasted about a year. JT...
I had roommates and
a girlfriend.
They start asking questions and you get caught
lying to people you love about where you've been
and what you've been doing.
It's not a choice. You can never
leave this secret behind.
It's a lot easier to leave your life.
I'm not trying to make you feel bad.
But...
bringing someone else in like Sara...
She might understand.
First she'll tell the little lies,
then she'll...
start brushing off a friend here and there.
It's impossible to avoid. You know that.
If we actually
care about someone, we can't let them
give up their world to live like this in ours.
TESS: Witness Protection.
Amy witnessed the murder of her parents.
The man who killed them got away but his accomplice was caught.
She testified and helped put him behind bars.
Then she was assigned to WITSEC.
CATHERINE: That's why she didn't leave any
trace of herself at that apartment.
JOE: Marshal Gibson here set up
Amy's identity. He's been her handler
for the past three years.
I'm taking those undercovers
off Michael. She saw
the engagement photo in the paper and ran,
afraid her identity had been compromised.
That's when she called us. Is she safe?
Is she with you?
I'm not at liberty to say.
But we will have to touch base with anyone
you contacted. Any person who...
gets onto her identity could put her in danger.
Thanks for your help.
Walk you out.
Well, it's 8:00.
We're off the case.
How about a birthday beer, bud?
Seriously?
Grade school pageants could act rings around you.
Please don't tell me it's a surprise party.
(sighs) Heather promised that she wouldn't.
Fine. What time?
9:00. Act surprised. Mm.
You're early.
I'm barely in the door.
Uh, Phillips head?
Yeah.
Thing is, um, I'm going to be late.
Heather, against my wishes,
is throwing me this surprise party, so
I thought I could stop by after, if that's okay.
Yeah, um, but you don't have to.
No, I, I know I don't have to,
but I thought when the party was over, we could still hang out.
There's no reason why I can't have
one foot in both worlds.
You know, that's what JT said nine years ago.
Um, look, Catherine.
Keeping a secret like this--
it really takes a toll on a life.
I mean, we didn't know what we were getting into back then,
but, um, we really do now. Vincent...
I didn't save you all those years ago
for you to hide out in a dusty warehouse.
You know, JT and I haven't celebrated
a birthday in ten years.
I mean, who would we invite anyway?
Go to your party.
You're lucky to have one.
Vincent, I just wish you could be there.
You have a life.
Go on, go live it.
(door closes)
CROWD: Surprise!
Happy birthday, big sis.
Surprised, pissed, or both?
Ah, totally surprised.
You look surprised.
You shouldn't have done this.
It's your Saturn returns.
Okay, what else would you have done--
sat around and wished you had a party?
Hey, happy birthday, Chandler.
Thanks, boss.
Hey, Cat.
This is Claire. Yes, I know.
Nice to see you.
Oh, have we met?
No, but, um, I feel like we have
'cause Evan's been talking about you a lot.
That makes me sound like a stalker.
I've been appropriately conversant about you.
Margaritas?
Mm-hmm, sure.
(clears throat) So, uh,
is it true that you climbed Everest? Yeah, twice,
but I had to stop a lot to pee.
In fact, I need to use the girls' room now.
Is it...?
Oh, it's that way.
Do you need a Sherpa?
No, thanks, I keep a spare in my bag.
(laughing)
Why?
Gorgeous,
a mountain climber, yet funny and down-to-earth.
Obviously put on Earth to make
all other women feel inferior.
(sighs) And those pumps-- I'd kill for those pumps.
Am I allowed to shoot her?
It is my birthday after all.
Can we get drunk now?
Yes, that's the spirit.
You know, Tess did help decorate.
You did? Shh.
There's Saturn.
Yes, I kind of figured.
And do you know what that one is?
Um, Uranus hasn't been funny since fifth grade.
It's a star... for Mom.
I figured she should be here for your big party, too.
Thanks, sis. You're welcome.
And thank you, Tess, for completely ignoring my wishes.
(laughs) It's what we're here for.
Where's Claire?
Tightrope walking across rooftops?
Here we go-- lime, strawberry, and shots. TESS: Ooh, yay.
All right.
To Catherine.
Happy birthday.
Cheers.
Yay.
(Tess and Catherine groan)
Oh, it is on.
Oh, my God... look, look, look. (gasps)
Photo booth.
(laughs)
♪ Tell me whatcha doin'
♪ In this place
♪ Tell me who you're with...
What? Gang signs.
♪ Where we goin'?
♪ I need to know
♪ If you are showin'...
Joe.
Joe, n-n-n-no, come on, come on. No, no, no, no.
Come on, in you go. I hate pictures.
(laughs) No, no.
Smile, Joe. No, no, wait, my right side is my good side.
No! Switch with me, switch...
(laughing): No.
♪ Tonight we're gonna rock, rock... ♪
Since Saturn is returning, it's time to see stars.
Tequila.
Dangerous.
Live on the edge. Down the hatch.
♪ Right here's the place to be
♪ Up in the VIP, everything's all right... ♪
Hey, photo booth is free.
Excellent, right, I'd better get my mascara on.
(laughs)
♪ Put your hands up in the air, now put 'em 'round me ♪
♪ Since we don't care...
Catherine seems nice.
Yeah, yeah, she's a good detective.
♪ It's only 3:30 in the morning. ♪
Happy birthday!
♪ Raise 'em up, get 'em up high ♪
♪ Live it up, raise it up...
HEATHER: Make a wish.
What do you want for your birthday?
♪ Just raise your glasses high... ♪
(applause)
Whoo, happy birthday,
big sis.
♪ Heart is on a mission
♪ Oh, oh... ♪
Oh, bye, thank you. Thank you for having me.
Bye.
Hi.
I'm gonna have to get going, sweetheart.
But we haven't even taken our picture yet.
Cat... No, come on.
♪ Things can't stay this way forever ♪
♪ It's bound to get better...
Claire will be waiting.
This will just take a second.
Now?
(sighs) Too late.
It doesn't give you enough time.
You have to be ready.
Oh, my...
I missed it again. Okay, I'm drunk.
CATHERINE: Okay, there's only one more.
Let's just do something different.
Think fast.
♪ Oh, whoa, oh, whoa-oh ♪
♪ Heart is on a mission
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh... ♪
I-I can't...
Evan... You don't have to.
I've had a little too much to drink...
and you obviously thought...
Just for the record, you didn't push me away.
HEATHER: Cat, champagne!
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ Heart is on a mission
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ Heart is on a mission.
(announcer speaking indistinctly over television)
Where have you been, or should I even ask?
I stopped by Catherine's to give her a gift.
Your ability to leave me speechless is unparalleled.
No one saw me, JT.
Did she like it-- her present?
I don't know, she never got to open it.
She was kissing some guy.
What?
Yeah.
(sighs)
I can't blame her, though.
I mean, I told her to go live her life,
and that is what she did.
But I... I don't really want to talk about it.
Vincent?
Vincent, you all right?
I'm okay. Yeah, I'm okay.
It's nothing, I'm just tired.
It's been a long night.
Michael Walters?
Marshal Chuck Gibson.
It's about Amy.
May I come in?
I believe I'll be able to answer all your questions.
Please do.
(car horns honking, sirens wailing)
Hey, I got your call.
What happened here?
Neighbors called in a disturbance.
Signs of a violent struggle, originates in the living room.
Is this Michael's blood?
It could be, they're testing it.
Looks like Michael put up quite a struggle.
Let's just hope he's alive when we find him.
Okay, so, when I touched base with WITSEC last night,
I wasn't actually talking to WITSEC.
My phone was wirelessly hijacked for 20 minutes,
so when I called WITSEC to check Gibson's credentials,
I was actually talking to somebody in Jersey.
If you were rerouted, then where's
the real Marshal Gibson?
His body washed up on shore yesterday.
TESS: So, who the hell
was in your office?
James Mason.
Wanted for the murder of Amy's--
aka Lily Carter's-- parents.
Amy is the only one who can I.D. Mason
as the killer and put him away for life.
So, why take Michael? Well, he assumes
Michael is so close to her, he knows all her secrets,
like where she'd go.
Mason will probably keep Michael alive
until he finds Amy.
Question is, where is Amy's safe haven?
Safe haven? Yeah, she lives her life on the run.
There must be some familiar place
for her to fall back on when she gets scared.
TESS: Didn't Michael say they were going
on a honeymoon in Rockland County?
Um, according to Amy's real file,
she went to camp there in grade school.
Rockland County?
What do you have?
When we tapped
Michael's cell, there is a message
from his credit card company
saying some woman alerted them to a fraudulent charge.
It was made from a Rockland County gas station.
Amy was sending him a message.
When you can't call someone directly,
you have to find another way to get to them.
Amy was trying to tell Michael where to find her.
Okay, Rockland's 30 away, we can't lose any more time.
Let's get a full list of those hotels and split 'em up.
All right. Okay.
(horns honking)
(phone beeps on)
Tess, I'm at the Belmont Hotel. I think I have a possible match.
Unknown young woman in room six, so, get here fast.
(phone beeps off)
Amy?
My name's Catherine Chandler, NYPD.
I know you're scared, and I know about James Mason.
Please open the door.
I want to help you and Michael.
I think he's in trouble.
(door squeaks open)
Maybe this is hard to understand,
but for years, I was living with a secret identity,
holed up in my apartment, just terrified
that someone would come into my life.
And when Michael did, I got scared,
and I tried pushing him away.
Does that sound silly? No.
I knew I shouldn't get involved with him,
but I couldn't help myself.
I was drawn to him.
And then I moved in, and we got engaged,
and I wanted that life so badly...
...that I forgot I'll always be on the run.
When I saw our photo in the paper,
I knew that I had to leave.
Leave him.
Maybe this time, Michael will run with you.
He could never be himself again.
Not a doctor.
It's just too easy to track.
I could never ask someone to make that sacrifice for me.
You can't assume what's right for him.
(coughs)
(engine idles down)
(car engine turns off, keys jingle)
(door squeaks open)
(Catherine sighs, both grunting)
(grunting, gun clinks to the floor)
(grunting)
Get back in!
(grunting)
(both grunting)
(panting)
(grunting)
(wind whipping, grunting)
(sighs)
(siren wailing, tires squealing)
(panting)
(tires squealing)
(indistinct radio transmission)
(sighs)
So what will happen to them?
They get to come out of hiding.
They're lucky.
I'm sorry I didn't tell you.
It wouldn't have been fair for you.
Well, that should have been my choice.
I'd go anywhere with you.
(horns honking)
Thank you for the gift.
I found it on the fire escape,
but I wanted to wait and open it with you.
How was your birthday?
Actually, it was horrible.
I was standing there with my sister
and all of my friends
and all of these people who supposedly know me,
and they don't... know me.
They don't... really know me anymore.
Your life isn't here, Catherine.
Half of it isn't.
And I know, because in the other half,
I have to lie to everyone.
Act like I'm doing things I'm not,
watch every word I say.
Put up walls and then remember where I've put them.
Hmm.
I realized that what I wanted for my birthday was
to sit across from someone that I don't have to pretend with.
That's you.
No, I can't ask... You are not.
Vincent, I want to have you over for dinner.
Pull down the blinds, just sit down, have a glass of wine,
not have to... watch my every move.
Just... be.
The only reason
you have to watch your every move is because of me.
Besides, I'm not the guy for that.
You need the, uh, normal guy
that can show up to the birthday party.
What makes you think I want a normal life?
What I do-- it isn't up to you.
It's my choice, not yours.
My sister's going out.
I'll have dinner ready by 8:00.
And unless there's...
something else holding you back,
I hope to see you there.
♪ I want you to know
♪ The best part me
♪ I want you to feel my heart
♪ Life's harmony
♪ Even I know sometimes
♪ It's hard to see
♪ That I'm nothing without you ♪
♪ And I can't breathe without you ♪
♪ And you're the one
♪ You really knew me
♪ I said it was wrong
♪ It still felt right to me
♪ I was afraid
♪ That you would one day leave
♪ 'Cause I'm nothing without you ♪
♪ And I can't breathe without you ♪
♪ I want you to know
♪ The light's on outside
♪ And when I'm alone
♪ You're still on my mind
(high-pitched, distorted sounds)
♪ Knowing myself
♪ I can no longer hide
♪ 'Cause I'm nothing without you ♪
♪ And I can't breathe without you. ♪
(distant sirens wail, horns honking)
(wind whistling)
== sync, corrected by elderman ==