Sand off your fingerprints Go and start a cult, build a following Try and kill the pain that lives behind your eyes Behind the sunglasses at night And in the morning sun, deny everything Blame your memory Complain aggressively about the hole that's in your heart And fill it up with glue Win back her heart Or at least just her chest By carving her name into your flesh But leave one letter out The effort's all that counts Sell your plasma for a job A new suit to the interview But blame your being late on the bum that was on the bus Who stole your brown-bag lunch When really you're just scared to commit But this time is not the same No you really have changed And you're turning things around So write your social down But leave one number out The effort's all that counts