Under a microscope of apoplectic vision My face on a slide show, I looked totally unhinged Forgot the Latin word, the name for this condition
Said I felt sick to get attention
Now this winter got an excuse to not go home Rented a house out on the coast Flying away, I heard a memory, your voice over the engine So full of remorse and apprehension
Now that you´re gone Now that I´m out here on my own It won´t be long ‘Til I have to pay for what I´ve done Tell me to stop Tell me to watch the way I talk Because nothing is changing Don´t want to state the obvious
Threw up on the ferry ride from Calais back to Dover As pale as the white cliffs that we faced Wasn´t afraid, eventualities, just knew that it was over No brushes with death could keep us sober
If I was in London I´d hold you to everything If we were in Cardiff I´d just sing But I´m stuck in Omaha obsessed with my inventions There isn´t a name for this condition
Tell me I´m wrong Tell me you understand my love
Tell me what´s off What would you like to turn back on? Tell me what´s gone Make me a list of what you lost Because everything´s changing Don´t want to state the obvious
Tell me what´s wrong Tell me I´ll pay for what I´ve done Tell me what´s up Pain like a big red rubber ball I wish it would stop I wish I could tell you it was gone But nothing is changing Sorry to state the obvious Now that you´re gone
Tell me you understand my love Tell me what´s wrong Make me a list of what you lost That´s all that I want I´ll pay for what I´ve done Nothing is changing To state the obvious
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