Moving is naked, I'm so open to eyes
a single star in a cloudless sky
could never ever feel as alone
as the dial tone in this broken phone
drone on and on to lose every drum
could you change me from nothing to one?
well, you can try to win my unsatiable pang
paying no attention to warnings I have sang
don't be surprised if my brainstem'll burst
a little loving reminder that your sand won't even wet my thirst
but will it make any difference if my absence is numb
could you change me from nothing to one?
is this a down's race, or a carousel ride?
it seems no matter what I do, I'm always trailin' you two behind
can I sit here and pretend that you're not a mistake
you here with me is a nice and comfy eyeball rake
so keep your pinecone squirrel and favor me with your gun
could you change me from nothing to one?
ya know, you're a loser to make her feel she's right
I'll try to say this nicely, it's worse than asking for a fight
every time I'm with you and her, I feel a dark shade of grey
it's like why the hell am I here and what the hell could I possibly say
so next time please, please, please, don't change the setting to stun
could you change me from nothing to one?