Radio plays another mindless song
that I'm relating to our mindless situation.
And the tick-tock clock
is bleeding out another time,
'cause we're three minutes away
from the worst day of my life.
How long to let loose?
How long til I forget you?
I've heard stories about fame,
and fame made up of stories.
I can't keep up,
no, I can't keep up
with the
b-b-beating of my heart.
So I wonder
if I rush it up
through my blood,
can I figure out the puzzle
the right way again?
How long 'til you let loose?
How long 'til there's no I love you?
The phone rings with another concerned victim,
wondering if the city's gonna flood.
'Cause morning's breaking
and all I've seen is rain.
The stars don't shine for us..
T-t-tell me can you taste this guilt?
And if not, can you drag me down the road,
'cause this's been another bad trip.
How 'til we let go?
How 'til I get to know?
Drip drip goes your patter tears,
and the thunder of my hurt.
We could drown this world
in the mindless song
we've written for
this mindless situation.
