These flies on my window are winners in a losing game
Dip, duck, roll, and hover
They barely see a season change
While you and me live like birds on a power line
Hands gripping , and our fingers fried
God bless those Northern lights
And our own devices, babe
Entropy multiplies
Clock's ticking and I'm mortified
'Cause in the back of my mind
In the back of my hemisphere
Baby, I want you to cave me in
So maybe I won't have to admit it
Baby, I want you to cave me in
So maybe I won't ask to forget it
'Cause you and me live like birds on a power line
Hands slipping and our fingers fried
God bless those Northern lights
And our own devices, babe
Entropy multiplies
Clocks ticking and I'm mortified
'Cause in the back of my mind
In the back of my hemisphere
Baby, I want you to cave me in
So, baby, I won't have to admit it
Baby, I want you to cave me in
So maybe I won't ask to forget it
I want it, I do
Baby, I want you to cave me in
So, baby, I won't have to admit it
Baby, I want you to cave me in
So maybe I won't ask to forget it
Love has either got you over heels or overdosed
It's got you off your feet or on your toes
It's got you out your seat or in your place
It's got you diggin' it or your grave
Love has got you mad about or just about mad
Love has got you mad about or just about mad
Love has got you mad about or just about mad...
I won't have to