Right back at you, record three
Makes you wish that you were me
‘Cos we got no job for life
Build ‘em up like Frank Lloyd Wright
No two days turn out the same
Only sleeping on the plane
Not exactly …

I’m so tired, I need sleep
I’m talking to my pillow case, what’s wrong with me?
I make mistakes, but them’s the breaks
I’m crying out for anyone to come and rescue me
Talk about a new wave (Whoa-oh, …

We go the distance till there’s nowhere left to go
It’s complicated, don’t you hate what you’ve become? Oh yeah!
Running out of luck
Trying to keep it punk
You can only let yourself down
Afraid of what you know
A …

It’s OK to beat the living shit from the drum kit
It’s OK to take what you don’t have, if you want it
That’s alright, that’s your way
Water’s cold, December, Del Ray
Through those eyes, made me cry
And …

So come out fighting, second’s out
Who’s the daddy? Well there’s no doubt
Got on thing on your brain, you all act the same
But you’re alright
‘Cos you are from Venus and I am from Mars
You’d like your …

Air on the streets, lights on the trees
Eight days a week, singer’s disease
I wanna be where the sun meets the sky
I wanna be there, it’s out of your mind
And I believe in the secrets you’re …