You roll your eyes to the sky, I close mine
You ask your questions why, I don't mind
I know I?m moving in the wrong directions,
Oh no, making all the wrong connections,

You lay your tracks on the ground, and follow them 'round
I'll build my house in the sand, 'till the waves knock it down
I know I?m moving in the wrong directions,
Making all the wrong connections,

They say that love is a sound
And it follows you 'round, follows you 'round

They say that sound is a drug, and I can't get enough,
I can't get enough, I can't get enough
Oh no, it's not enough to say I?m sorry
I know I?m moving in the wrong directions,