I'm over everybody and I'm over everything
I'm hung on a pin
empty of opinions like a painting on a wall
waiting for days
thinking of ways to fall
how you seem to fail your heart
endings get an early start
oh you're going nowhere
you're a failure of a song
you're doing it wrong
I would be a baby
I would be a little boy
wasted in bed
trading her hands for toys
always be the one who knows
no one follows where you go
I'll go insane tomorrow
I'll go insane tomorrow
I'll go insane tomorrow
now we can observe the evolution's other end
the mighty descend
nothing really gives me any pleasure anymore
all that I know
all that I'm waiting for
how you seem to fail your heart
endings get an early start