I'll take the best of your bad moods
And dress them up to make a better you
Cause all the company calls amount to one paycheck
I'd squeeze a heart through my fingertip
But I type too slow to make expressions stick
And it's like TV with a microchip
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Set your sights, destroy this party line
Cause it's so tired
Set your sights, destroy this mock-shrine
Cause it's so tired
Let's cut our losses at both ends
And aim your car away from all our friends
Leaving the dishes stacked in the sink
[Chorus]
I'd keep my distance cause the complications cloud it all
And mail a postcard sending greetings from the Eastern Bloc
Synapse to synapse, possibilities will thin or fade
Your wedding figurines, I'd melt so I could drink them in
And drink them in, and drink them in
I'll take the best of your bad moods
And dress them up to make a better you
Cause all the company calls amount to one paycheck
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