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I could catch up to - to where you are
and see if we can make it right
if I thought meeting you somewhere in the dark
was gonna shed any new light
Oh we'd sit around, we'd talk awhile
make polite excuses
but the cat has my tongue and I'm not saying much
'cause I get shy around bullshit

My new time-piece is watching ice melt
down the bottom of my glass
and I love to watch them fuses burn
down towards their future plans
gets me thinking about - it's time to empty out
these pockets of their idle hands

and sing la da dadida da da, dadada

Lock all the doors, pull the phone from the wall, run and hide
Oh I used to be, I used to be such a nice guy

Maybe clarity will creep up on me
and reset my senses like a clock
and you'll convince me that your reality
is a better idea than the one that I've got
and you'll give me a second chance at my second chance
and we will laugh about my near miss
and the good lord will reward my ignorance
with a little bliss

And I'll see a welcome face in the mirror that I don't recognise
Oh I used to be, I used to be such a nice guy
but now the details are vague, it's so strange, like a previous life
Oh I used to be such a nice guy

But now you say I don't when to admit that I'm lost -
when to stubbornly insist that I'm not
Oh dear bless every thought in your thoughtful head

la da dadida da da, dadada

la da dadida da da, dadada
la da dadida da da, dadada
la da dadida da da, dadada, oh
la da dadida da da, dadada
I could catch up to - to where you are   and see if we can make it right   if I thought meeting you somewhere in the dark   was gonna shed any new light   Oh we'd sit around, we'd talk awhile   make polite excuses   but the cat has my tongue and I'm not saying much   'cause I get shy around bullshit      My new time-piece is watching ice melt   down the bottom of my glass   and I love to watch them fuses burn   down towards their future plans   gets me thinking about - it's time to empty out   these pockets of their idle hands      and sing la da dadida da da, dadada      Lock all the doors, pull the phone from the wall, run and hide   Oh I used to be, I used to be such a nice guy      Maybe clarity will creep up on me   and reset my senses like a clock   and you'll convince me that your reality   is a better idea than the one that I've got   and you'll give me a second chance at my second chance   and we will laugh about my near miss   and the good lord will reward my ignorance   with a little bliss      And I'll see a welcome face in the mirror that I don't recognise   Oh I used to be, I used to be such a nice guy   but now the details are vague, it's so strange, like a previous life   Oh I used to be such a nice guy      But now you say I don't when to admit that I'm lost -    when to stubbornly insist that I'm not   Oh dear bless every thought in your thoughtful head      la da dadida da da, dadada      la da dadida da da, dadada   la da dadida da da, dadada   la da dadida da da, dadada, oh   la da dadida da da, dadada