Reading like an actor Practicing a scene Lying like a salesman
A knife between your teeth I wanted you to let go You pushed me down like numbers on a payphone You told me on the way home You wanted to be colors on the screen ♪ Throw me in the ocean Plastic on the beach If anyone could see you now Let it be me I wanted you to let go I lost you through the static of a payphone You told me on the way home You saw us just like lovers on the screen To you You You Some things just might never get through