Watching terrible tv It kills all thought Getting spacier than An astronaut Making out with people I hardly know or like I can't believe what i do Late at night I wanna know what it's like On the inside of love I'm standing at the gates I see the beauty above Only when we get to see The aerial view Will the patterns show We'll know what to do I know the last page so well I can't see the first So i just don't start It's getting worse Chorus I can't find my way in I try again and again I'm on the outside of love Always under or above Must be a different view To be a me with a you Of course i'll be alright I just had a bad night
