Broken Pieces On The Ground

Fading In And Fading Out

Masochistic Happiness

I Wonder Why You Won't Move On

And What You'll Do When I Am Gone

This Hasn't Really Made Much Sense

Since The Very First Time



Chorus:

I Was Never Meant To Be A Motor

And I've Just Always Kind Of Been A Floater

If Ever You Should Come Around

And Try To Keep From Coming Down

Then I (oh I) Then I Will Be Your Only One



I Remember Thinking I Would Try

To Slow You Down So We Could Find

All The Things That You Had Missed

The Reoccuring Consequence

Trippin' On Me In Your OCD

A Drama Queen That Just Won't Agree

I Am Just The Accident

In Your Ever Tragic Comedy



Repeat Chorus



Tell Me This Or Tell Me That

But I Don't Listen Much To That

Erase The Face You Wear And Come Inside



Repeat Chorus