I keep going round and round on the same old circuit 
wire travels underground to a vacant lot 
Where something I can't see [bad word] the current 
And shrinks the picture down to a tiny dot 
And from behind the screen it can look so perfect 
But it's not 

So here I'm sitting in my car at the same old stop light 
I keep waiting for a change but I don't know what 
So red turns into green turning into yellow 
But I'm just frozen here on the same old spot 
And all I have to do is to press the pedal 
But I'm not 

People are tricky you can't afford to show 
Anything risky anything they don't know 
The moment you try - well kiss it goodbye 

So baby kiss me like a [bad word]  like a respirator 
And let me fall into the dream of the astronaut 
Where I get lost in space that goes on forever 
And you make all the rest just an afterthought 
And I believe it's you who could make it better 
Though it's not 
No it's not... 
No it's not...