Start looking for the numbers,   Oh, you'll see them everywhere   Because you were looking   Hardwired esotere      The devil's in the details   Oh, just revel in the retail   Of your soul in the bowl of ages   The devil's in the details      The only thing to do is press on now   The only thing to do is move forward   Make it a used man's new mantra   Make it a keychain in your shoe      The city behind is in ruins   But every now and then   the cold compels a return   To scan for signs of life   Trapped 'neath the burning timber   Pleased to look you in the shot eye      But these homes have a heart   Decked with flags in the lounge   To retain you   When the hooks are a little loose   And it's getting no answer      Looking out on the same hail as when I saw you   Looking out on the same hail, I wish I'd never met you   But whether or not I'd met you   Whether or not      Yes sir, my fault, so it is   I know, I know, so it is      But these homes have a heart   Decked with flags in the lounge   To retain you   When the hooks are a little loose   And it's getting no answer