Red frame white light. Telephone box. Red on grey. Six three two three double 'O' three. Red frame white light. You have a gray book. On a metal shelf.
There's no time for theory. And there's no time for tears. And there's no point in trying. We wasted all these years. . And there's no way of knowing.
Everything you say, everything you do. All the things you own, all the things you knew. Everyone you love, everyone you hate. All will be erased and replaced.
There's a flame of hope. Burning in my heart. And there's a strange emotion. Tearing me apart. Cause I know. I know. Cause I know. . There's a flame of hope.
[Originally by Mandy Moore]. . Ohhh doo doo doo doo doo doo. . You know everything that I'm afraid of. And you do everything I wish I did. Everybody wants you, everybody loves you.
Give me what I want. I need everything I can take. Division of everything. All you have. . Principles never worked before. I want everything I can take.
I'd travel oh so far. To be where you are. I'd travel there by car. To be where you are. But if I get there I'd find. That I'd change my mind. It happens all the time.
White trash, livin' next door,. They don't clean up, they throw beer cans on the floor.. Their not very smart, an they stink,. They like to wash there hair in my sink..
My mind is made up, I'm changing faster. Your mind is made up, avoiding worries. My old image is set to fade away. Forget the talking. Forget the actions.