You can't take it all back if I burn the receipts
As the soot falls down around the answering machine
Not again where's the solace
You pretend that it's not over
And I think that I should be going
The clock is perpetually slowing
Banish the homework with a sigh and a yawn
As the bulb above burns out I turn the stereo on
Not again where's the solace
You pretend that it's not over
And I think that I should be going
The clock is perpetually slowing
Not again where's the solace
You pretend that it's not over
And I know that I won't be staying
And the song will perpetually stop playing
You're like a broken record player
You always talk in your sleep
You won't stop spinning around
I'm beginning to think
You're like a broken record player
Of course you were
Now I must put you back in your sleeve
And you should save your receipts
And the soot still falls around the answering machine
Not again where's the solace
You pretend that it's not over
And I think that I should be going
The clock is perpetually slowing
Not again where's the solace
You pretend that it's not over
And I know that I won't be staying
And the song will perpetually stop playing
