You've been down for too long it's not right it's just wrong
but it's [bad word] most unfortunately

You're a heartbreak collector and pyscho inspector
you're the answer that nobody needs
When you check out you can leave in no doubt
You failed where all the others suceed

And yesterdays dreams have been sold off it seems
And though everyone tries
No one knows what it means
Tell me, Where do you go?
Where do you go, my honey?
When you hear that shout
When all the lights go out

Well you don't speculate there's no reason to wait
When you carry yourself like you do
And there's no need for laughter you feel after
you've overthought the rest of it through
And how do you sleep when [bad word] you [bad word] up for air faster than you
There's no reason to live when the answer you give
Are so believable they might just be [bad word] 
And yesterdays dreams have been sold off it seems
And though everyone tries
No one knows what it means
Tell me, Where do you go?
Where do you go, my honey?
When you hear that shout
When all the lights go out