I'm not the kind of fool
Who's gonna sit and sing to you
About stars, girl
But last night I looked up into
The dark half of the blue
And they'd gone backwards
Something in your magnetism
Must have pissed them off
Forcing them to get an early night
I have been searching from the bottom to the top
For such a sight
As the one I caught when I saw your
Fingers dim in the light
Like you're used to being told that you're trouble
And I spend all night
Stuck on the puzzle
Nobody I asked knew how he came to be
The one to whom you surrendered
Any man who wasn't led away
Into the other room
Stood pretending
But something in your magnetism
Hadn't just made him drop
Whoever's hand it was that he was holding
I have been searching from the bottom to the top
For such a sight
Was the one i caught when I saw your
Fingers dim in the light
Like you're used to being told that you're trouble
And I spent all night
Stuck on the puzzle
I tried to swim to the side
But my feet got caught in the middle
And I thought I'd seen the light
But oh nooo
I was just stuck on the puzzle
Stuck on the puzzle.
Artist: Men At Work
Artist: Peter Case
Artist: Alkaline Trio