[00:00.00] 作曲 : Matthews
[01:53.82]He wakes up in the morning
[01:54.90]Does his teeth bite to eat and he's rolling
[01:56.52]Never changes a thing
[01:57.24]The week ends the week begins
[01:59.49]She thinks, we look at each other
[02:00.24]Wondering what the other is thinking
[02:47.10]But we never say a thing
[02:51.36]These crimes between us grow deeper
[02:54.42]Goes to visit his mommy
[03:15.21]She feeds him well his concerns
[03:18.21]He forgets them
[03:24.84]And remembers being small
[03:25.50]Playing under the table and dreaming
[03:33.48]Take these chances
[03:33.84]Place them in a box until a quieter time
[03:38.01]Lights down, you up and die
[03:58.08]Driving in on this highway
[04:01.05]All these cars and upon the sidewalk
[04:03.93]People in every direction
[04:14.28]No words exchanged
[04:14.76]No time to exchange
[04:23.16]And all the little ants are marching
[04:23.88]Red and black antennas waving
[04:26.52]They all do it the same
[04:27.39]They all do it the same way
[04:34.23]Candyman tempting the thoughts of a
[04:36.09]Sweet tooth tortured by the weight loss
[04:38.37]Program cutting the corners
[04:40.17]Loose end, loose end, cut, cut
[04:42.51]On the fence, could not to offend
[04:44.13]Cut, cut, cut, cut
[04:44.76]Take these chances
[04:45.12]Place them in a box until a quieter time
[04:56.67]Lights down, you up and die

作曲 : Matthews
He wakes up in the morning
Does his teeth bite to eat and he's rolling
Never changes a thing
The week ends the week begins
She thinks, we look at each other
Wondering what the other is thinking
But we never say a thing
These crimes between us grow deeper
Goes to visit his mommy
She feeds him well his concerns
He forgets them
And remembers being small
Playing under the table and dreaming
Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down, you up and die
Driving in on this highway
All these cars and upon the sidewalk
People in every direction
No words exchanged
No time to exchange
And all the little ants are marching
Red and black antennas waving
They all do it the same
They all do it the same way
Candyman tempting the thoughts of a
Sweet tooth tortured by the weight loss
Program cutting the corners
Loose end, loose end, cut, cut
On the fence, could not to offend
Cut, cut, cut, cut
Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down, you up and die