And so the abstract motor gives in
To the abstract motor gotta make that motor hum gotta make it run
So this is what I wanted
So much for autographs, so much for apologies
I'm drowning by numbers my halo is bent it's a fat fucking lie
The busy hands keeps swimming gotta make that motor hum
Forward seems like forever when ever is hand over hand over hand
So much for autographs, so much for apologies
Get it over and done
It says, at least I tried, at least I tried
Gotta keep those channels clean and other sobering themes
How does it all add up? How does this story end?
Busy hands keep swimming they don't like swallowing
Very I'm so friendly, very I'm so Halloween
So much for the promises I never intended to keep
How does it all add up? How does this story end?
I apologize if I do not care
I can't let go, I can't pretend
So much for the promises I never intended to keep
I can't let go, I can't pretend
