theres no quick fix
you gotta take your licks
strange times long lines
there are no clean cups
you gotta mess it up
to see why you cry
i cant stay home at night
im drawn out like a moth to lamplight
come on now
you gotta try it out
youre killing time
youre killing mine
dont go, ill never know
when youre away, i sleep all day
nothing works and thinking hurts
you belong to me
in my dreams
(chorus)