Well i've been sitting thinking of your smile and all of your perfect solutions and getting [bad word] with the boys just don't cut, fills you full of illusions.
I'm always tired and sometimes stale, its like a job at the office, to me your like perfection, illusive but your not flawless (oh no!)

Its hard to race when your race is faceless, you need some country air. I know we change yea we all change quickly but were moving like we just don't care (oh no!)

fix the cracks, fix the cracks, fix the cracks inside
Repeat..

Oh how I love you I miss you I need you, I miss your valid opinions
Oh how I love you I miss you I need you, I miss your erotic visions
Your in my dreams your in my dreams, your in my nightmares too
And when I wake up you're the first thing I think of it sucks but there's nothing I can do

Fix the cracks, fix the cracks, fix the cracks inside
Repeat