She's the song that you tried to sing  And the note that you couldn't hit  So you locked her up in a music box  Turned the key on all of us  She spins silver strings in the dark  With metal teeth that ring in her heart  When the cover drops  The world just fades    Away, away, away from her  Waiting, waiting, waiting for her  To say it  K-I-S-S I'm in distress,   I need someone to spell it out  You know our love's not unconditional    A book of matches and a cigarette  A love note that you never sent  You can fold it up  But you won't forget  You can strike a match  But it still might not light    Now I'm the one that's stuck inside  The silver cage  The bird that can't fly away  Clip its wings  If it sings of    The way, the way, the way that it hurt  Waiting, waiting, waiting for her  To say it  K-I-S-S I'm in distress,   I need someone to spell it out  You know our love's not unconditional  K-I-S-S I'm in distress,   there's nothing left to talk about  You know our love's not unconditional    Low F-I-D-E-L-I-T-Y  Do all love songs turn out this way?  Can't you hear me when I say:  "You're in my heart  In my hands  'round my neck"    We move like a carousel  Streak lights and mirrors fill our eyes  It's time to let this go  Can't stop spinning    Around, around, around...  K-I-S-S I'm in distress, I need someone to spell it out  You know our love's not unconditional