When I call you up
On your new Apple phone
But you never talk
You'll only text
Pass my six year
Orbit path 'round you
And still I don't know
What's coming next
And so, as winter brings the cold
And summers comes and go
Still nothing stays the same
Like a ten watt
Robot
Bloodshot
Fleshpot
Nice not
Trying to be fair
At the cat fight
Last night
Slin tight
Meg White
Got right
Angles to adhere
But oh, as winter brings the cold
And summers comes and go
Still nothing stays the same
I try,
Like any other guy
Don't want to preachify
But it's all part of the game
Yeah
But oh, as winter brings the cold
And summers comes and go
Still nothing stays the same
I try,
Like any other guy
Don't want to preachify
But it's all part of the game
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah