you're moving in social circles you're spreading by word of mouth you're doing your best to keep us abreast because everything's different now you assure me you're unaffected it's only the press who seem to doubt whether you're sure your motives are pure because everything's different now could it be the fruits of your labor are worth their weight in ungodly sums does it pay to be the flavor of the month? you say you've become a recluse whenever you show, it's unannounced we're in the throes of an excuse to prove that everything's different now it's easy enough to foster a false sense of self belief when every day we are brilliantly made by the company we keep you say I should call you some time I'm guessing you'll be out it's not that I'm opposed to the dial tone but everything's different now

goodness gracious, how advantageous you’ve got the glaciers to stop in their tracks this icy feeling has hit the ceiling there’s no concealing the ever growing cracks lock all the windows, shut all the doors it’s about time we gave you the floor it’s a stupid thing hold the applause, wait, sound the alarms we’re at the mercy of all your charms it’s a stupid thing I don't buy it but the crowd is quiet they love the diet you've been feeding them you've got x-ray glasses and backstage passes so glad the masses have voted you in lock all the windows, shut the doors it’s about time we gave you the floor it’s such a stupid thing hold the applause, wait, sound the alarms we’re at the mercy of all your charms it’s a stupid thing and now that we're listening, your face is just glistening with pride too bad we're naive to the fact that you've swallowed the key now we're all trapped inside lock all the windows, shut the doors it’s about time we gave you the floor it’s a stupid thing hold the applause, wait, sound the alarms we’re at the mercy of all your charms it’s a stupid thing

a day in the life has passed, and now you'll have to be the man she always wanted or you'll never be she's keeping the faith crossing her fingers and legs she's setting the plates hoping for dinner guests so I say to the angry mob it's a hard, fucking job. she's pulling your arm watching the seeds as they swarm these traveling myths oh, do they really exist? you punch holes in empty jars traffic stops, you're standing on the car maybe there are two beds where there used to be one Reader's Digest and A Raisin in the Sun so I say to the angry mob it's a hard, fucking job. maybe there are are two hearts where there used to be one now just cross words and some silly puns so I say to the angry mob it's a hard, fucking job.

I want you to know that you can leave the light on tonight all my life If you had to ask I'd say that I'm drawn to the flame and I'm a creature of habit so I'm praying for you, tonight leave the light on you can leave the light on leave the light on tonight all my life

took all of my debt to leave you I was banking on your sweet tooth now all I'm left with is a cavity threats were made, bets were raised fingers pointed every which way bills went unpaid it rotted to the root I clung on for dear life when failure was finite I used up the wishes on my birthday cakes you circumvent the sins you can't repent and get drunk on Pulaski day watching the parade the streets are a slushy gray I can feel the cons outweigh the prose in my chest seems like ten thousand leagues more sunken than a fallacy five anchored winters in the midwest I clung on for dear life when failure was finite I used up the wishes on my birthday cakes you circumvent the sins you can't repent and get drunk on Pulaski day

watch the water break through the fingers of your true love you capitulate the shower stall is fogging up and you know, but you don't ever make a sound you're naked, as bodies move around you're staving the sliver of a doubt she's shaving, as it falls to the ground well, she can hurt you now can't get your head around what you want and what you can tolerate it's getting colder out but her breath is warm, like a leap of faith and you know, but you don't ever hesitate you're flailing, and things are going south you're dangling, you're hanging at the mouth she's saying, "Oh baby, don't look down!" well, she can hurt you now your will is as strong as the days are long but your addiction is stronger and your nights are longer well, maybe it will all work out keep staving the sliver of a doubt repaving, until you're underground because she can hurt you now