I'll take the best of your bad moods
and dress them up to make a better you,
'cause all the company calls amount to one paycheck.

I'd squeeze a heart through my fingertip,
but I type too slow to make expressions stick.
And it's like TV with a microchip.

Set your sights destroy this partyline,
'cause it's so tired.
Set your sights! Destroy this mock-shrine,
'cause it's so tired.

Let's cut our losses at both ends
and aim your car away from all our friends,
leaving the dishes stacked in the sink.

Set your sights destroy this partyline,
'cause it's so tired.
Set your sights! Destroy this mock-shrine,
'cause it's so tired.

I'd keep my distance 'cause the complications cloud it all,
and mail a postcard sending greetings from the Eastern Bloc.
Synapse to synapse: possibilities will thin or fade.
Your wedding figurines: I'd melt so I could drink them in.
and drink them in, and drink them in...

I'll take the best of your bad moods
and dress them up to make a better you,
'cause all the company calls amount to one paycheck.

Set your sights destroy this partyline,
'cause it's so tired.
Set your sights! Destroy this mock-shrine,
'cause it's so tired.