Toy-like people make me boy-like I see myself in there upon my lover I found a reason I seen you go down to a cold mirror It was never clearer in my era so You lick a shine upon your forehead or Check it by the signs in the corridor You light my ways

Say something, I'm giving up on you Anywhere, I would've followed you I'll be the one, if you want me to And I am feeling so small It was over my head I know nothing at all And I will stumble and fall I'm still learning to love Just starting to crawl

We said this was “the last time”, over and over again (Blind eyes) The closer I get is the further I feel (Hands tied) And I’m losing my grip on remembering what’s real 'Cause our synthetic love is all that we know My head is a mess, And it’s going to

Remember me to Roxy Anne You know she's still lovely The last time you saw me That you only saw the back of my head Southern Pacific Tell her I was on the move Red, white and blue Where are we running to? Over the wide plains

Was it just an afterthought? Somehow in my head, it's overgrown It's made me question everything I know Did what you say contain an undertone? It goes on and on and on It keeps turning up, it won't leave me Did I say enough? Speak freely Did my words

na na na na na na na na na na na Well, I wrote my number down. I'd never wrote it down before. I was gonna bring over like something from a film but I didn't have the bottle at all. Well I had a look and you kept staring. Your head pairing up with mine

It went right by me I was looking out the window I should have looked At your face instead At the time it went over my head Just another wall There should have been a moment When we let our barriers fall I never meant

Toy-like people make me boy-like I see myself in there upon my lover I found a reason I seen you go down to a cold mirror It was never clearer in my era so You lick a shine upon your forehead or Check it by the signs in the corridor You light my ways

Strange, talk about luck I woke up And, the sun was shining Strange, I ought a be in bed with my head In the pillow cryin' over us But I ain't, ain't love I laid there feeling sorry for myself In a bed of Kleenex Stuffin' chocolates in my mouth

Never get over not getting under you Getting under you So I'll never get over No I'll never get over I was so foolish on some stupid shit Knowing that you left messes with my head Shadows of you haunt me now That I never got a chance to hit