Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ah-ah-ah
Am I a fire or the lighter, am I full of it?
Is it me or is it all of them?
I'm like my father, I am stubborn
I'm my mother's kid
I'll guilt myself and the pain
Until there's nothin' left (nothin' left)
The air's gettin' grey now
I see it on the way down
Yeah, yeah
It's pickin' up the pace now
It's quicker on the way down, down, down
It's like clockwork
Wheels turn, heals hurt
(Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)
It's like clockwork, backwards
Tired of sittin', livin' with it till it drops
Clockwork, wheels turn, heals hurt
(Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)
It's like clockwork, backwards
Tired of sittin', livin' with it till it drops
Can't run from what I'm made of
But why can't I
Identify with parts that I'm supposed to recognize?
I got a tight grip on the listen
This time I won't let it go
Until I let it go, then it goes
Air's gettin' grey now
I see it on the way down
Ah, yeah
It's pickin' up the pace now
It's quicker on the way down, ooh
It's like clockwork
Wheels turn, heals hurt
(Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)
It's like clockwork, backwards
Tired of sittin', livin' with it till it drops
Clockwork, wheels turn, heals hurt
(Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)
It's like clockwork, backwards
Tired of sittin', livin' with it till it drops
Woah, ah
Oh-oh
Tired of sittin', livin' with it till it drops
Oh-oh-ah
Oh-oh
Tired of sittin', livin' with it till it drops
It's like clockwork
Wheels turn, heals hurt
(Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)
It's like clockwork, backwards
Tired of sittin', livin' with it till it drops
Clockwork, wheels turn, heals hurt
(Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)
It's like clockwork, backwards
Tired of sittin', livin' with it till it drops