There aint much to do around here   Unless your a cop or the opposite   God damn the modern faces   Yeah they cancel plans before they make them   And it's like a magic trick   The way we can stop for a while with indifference    We see videos that we know we should   But we just keep lighting up and blacking out   While they say "It's gonna get too warm in here"      And you got a well stocked dresser   Topped with ?   And stop people we choose and that's all   The last fourteen seasons past   We got modern faces and last years bands   And that is why I don't think I am the one who's gonna get you   Oh, I've said it to myself but never out loud   Yeah you're the one, burn this from me   Yeah you're the one, burn this from me   And I'm learning better to slip by things   And to let myself go but myself doesn't get it   I let something beautiful    Yeah, renew my faith in life and love etc   I'm still waking up in the strangest places   I can't seem to let go again