Oh this is madness
Why can't i stop?
A heart made of plastic
A head made of rock
And the time that i'm wasting
Learning to read
Memories
And just as it happens
I ran out of luck
And the girl that i'm talking to
Thinks i'm a schmuck
And tho she may be right
I'm hoping to change
Her mind
After all these days of cleaning up
And no one to show the clean to
After all these days of cleaning up
And for who?