Since we're feeling so anesthetised. In our comfort zone. Reminds me of the second time. That I followed you home. . We're running out of alibis. From the second of May.
Hotshot walking up and down the block. I like it how her mini-skirt keeps crawling up. She turns boys into toys winning all of their affection. She gives me such a shock, baby I am no exception.
Ten out of ten for a race already run. Bleeding the world 'cause you can't figure out what's wrong. . So come back down from your daydream high. Lost for words when you sympathize.
This southern cross is full of holes. Frozen and over. Another shark that never shows. Right until it's everywhere. . I tried to make it. I tried to make it alright, alright.
Hey. You're not the first. You're not the last. To hold me back. . Yeah. It's such a shame. It's such a waste. To hesitate. . Now. I've seen the light.
You don't ask much now. You don't ask much of me, now. You don't belong here. But you'll never leave, now. . Don't ask me, please, not anyone. Just let me be.
Headlights burn and then fade out. Unlike the long, distant way out. . You think that you're perfect for this. That you can survive when it suddenly hits.
Two summers with the light on. Too tired to fall asleep. Too dumb to keep your clothes on. Too cynical to speak. . Is there any wonder why I bother?. Hanging 'round to take the pain.
You're not pretty enough. You're not skinny enough. You're not healthy enough. You're not shaking at our touch. . You're not lonely enough. You're not holy enough.