Lyrics

Yeah, the record it skips, the song never ends.
Do, re, mi, here I go again.
A mannequin posed behind a window,
That captures the lights, look at them glow;
But these stars are only reflections
Of the city lights. If I could sleep it'd be alright.

A gun in my hand, a clock in my chest.
I confess, yeah, I made a mess.
There's a girl in a car, there's a boy in a tree;
She's so scared, he's so lonely.
And these faces they come and go
But the pieces just don't fit
I'm such a hypocrite.

75 years, asleep for 25,
One third of our life is spent dreaming.
Dream it all away.
75 times, we circle 'round the sun.
Nobody lost, nobody won.

(Chorus) : Hang on, what could I say?
I'm not Jesus on my best day.
Next time around, will it be the same?
Rolling this stone up the hill, day after day.
Lend a hand if you want to go, c'mon

You say you want to fly.
Well it just can't be that bad.
You say you've got to go. oh no.
Well it just can't be that bad.

(Chorus)

Yeah, the record it skips, the song never ends.
Do, re, mi, here I go again.

You say you want to fly.
Well it just can't be that bad.
You say you've got to go. oh no.
Well it just can't be that bad.
Said it just can't be that bad.