The trains are all mixed up 
The times are wrong 
Theres people everywhere 
And I'm feeling [bad word] 
My weakness, is not letting me breath the air. 

She crosses my line 
And I forget the time 
She crosses my line 
And I forget that I'm breathing. 

 [bad word] makes a fool of me 
It spits me out 
Half naked 
Sending me out to sea 
Soaking me, daring me to make it. 

She hates the machines 
But she likes it when the sky is falling 
She hates the TV 
But she likes it when the sea is calling. 

Oh, lets go 
Lead me to the world that you know 
Been done. 
Theres nothing left us for the sun 
I'm scared and I haven't the patience to see it through. 

 [bad word] around to waste my time 
Its never right 
The way that it is 
But she is alright 
I love her, the way that she is. 

She hates the TV 
But she likes it when the sky is falling 
She hates the machines 
But she likes it when the sea is calling. 

Oh, lets go 
Lead me to the world that you know 
Been done. 
Theres nothing left us for the sun 
I'm scared and I haven't the patience to see it through.