Outline of a story-board with no idea
Head first in the shallow end
I apologize if I do not care

Busy hands keep swimming, they don't like swallowing
To the abstract motor, gotta make that motor hum
Gotta make it run

Forward seems like forever, whenever is hand over, hand over, hand
The busy hands keeps swimming, gotta make that motor hum
Get it over and done

So much for autographs, so much for apologies
So much for promises I never intended to keep
How does it all add up? How does this story end?
I can't let go, I can't pretend

Very I'm so friendly, very I'm so Halloween
So this is what I wanted, gotta keep those channels clean
And other sobering themes

I'm drowning by numbers, my halo is bent, it's a fat fucking lie
And so the abstract motor gives in, it says, "At least I tried"
At least I tried

So much for autographs, so much for apologies
So much for promises I never intended to keep
How does it all add up? How does this story end?
I can't let go, I can't pretend

I can't let go, I can't pretend