stormy and windy night
reminds me of you tonight
you're wild and fragile
you know the city where [bad word] from (the city where [bad word] from)
the secrets i'm never telling anyone

machinery, don't fail me
i'm fixing these things
as they're falling apart

she's drawing x and o's
into her pantyhose
you know the city where [bad word] from (the city where [bad word] from)
the secrets i'm never telling anyone

machinery, don't fail me
i'm fixing these things
as they're falling apart

we were walking to the corner store
when she'd cry and start to hide
we were talking 'bout the dinosaurs
and how they died, and how they died

machinery, don't fail me
im fixing these things
as they're falling apart

machinery, don't fail me
im fixing this thing
as they're falling apart