I've got this feeling in my blood   That I want more this ain't enough   A girlfriend, a movie, a slow dance, and straight teeth   Some candle lit forced sentiment   I'm bored to tears you're amorous   So please pass the regret   It tastes good on thick skin      (Chorus)   Fast approaching death you   aren't helping it   Your smiles been losing it's charm   You still think you've got it   Is this the best idea that you've ever had?      The living room, the furnace heat   You pull your hair, and gnash, and weep   Confess how you've blessed me   While I'm blank just blinking      No pressing lips just pleading speech   That falls to the floor to rest on feet that   Float so light at first but they've clotted   up with concrete      (Chorus x2)      This is how this is how it starts   And this is how this is how it stops   I'm still just blinking   and you're still just talking   There is no meaning, not now      Fast approaching death you aren't helping it   You're a girlfriend, a movie, a slow dance,   a thought that just passed   So fast approaching death we never noticed it   It just came on and came apart on us   The best idea that we never had