(When nothings ever good enough)
You’re angel that’s haunted by daemons
(When nothing’s ever good enough)
You’re a puzzle that’s falling to pieces
You’re an abstract thinker with the TV on
You’re a devil that’s caught in the details
You’re an elevator drop without any stops
Your idea of happiness is just a fable stuck in the glue
Of what do you do
You can’t trade your signals for signs
You can’t discern the truth from your lies
You’re just a time-bomb ticking
Without a clock or a clue
What do you do?
You’re a newly parked car with the headlights on
You’re a rebel who listens to reason
You’re a heavy heart breaker with a broken heart
Your idea of happiness is just a fable stuck in the glue
Of what do you do
You can’t trade your signals for signs
(You can never be good enough)
You can’t discern the truth from your lies
(You can never be good enough)
You’re just a time-bomb ticking
Without a clock or a clue
What do you do?
(When nothing’s ever good enough)
Lyrics gathered by M. Gross
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