You were the bright young thing. Till you took a little sting of Victorian. Then it spread like a slick. Made your frozen heart tick. So you passed it on.
Little people looking through the windows. Checking out their alter egos. Down, out. . No risk but there is no passion. Your computer's checking my rations.
Things we wanted but never seen, just got back but we never been. Only home when in pictures running in my head. 'Cos I don't believe in nothing, speak the truth instead.
Halfway up the downs. I want to kill the clowns. They're laughing, laughing loud. Halfway up the downs. Halfway to somewhere. Halfway to nowhere. . I try to give care.
They're talking of ways to make you up to break you down. And these are the days to make it up to get around. You claim you're the harmed, but you're the face that looks away.
I've been thinking about this wasted time. Straight to middle age, I'm last in line. So I drug myself to get some more peace. 'Cause you turn it like it's my last leaf.
How could I let you get so attached?. Before I knew you, you had us matched. A broken quartet plays your heartstrings. You're out of tune with everything.
I had the best intentions, yeah, honestly. I paid attention. I'm a loose connection, some promise me. A soft injection. . A shallow feeling defies meaning.
In my head, I can get so far away. The colors here are bright, not black or gray. And my imaginary friends, we always get our way. The madness never ends and I just wanna stay.