Can't pretend that you're nothing special
You've got to look at all of your options
You can't decide what to go for
When it's all about trust, it's all about trust
You see yourself on the TV
You read your magazines
You can't explain how it's come to be this
Stop and think
When it's all about trust, it's all about trust
GO!

(This coverage)
Your centre spread
(Your neon light daydream)
Will shatter and break
(And if you think I'm thinking)
Thinking of your value here
(You're the one)
(You're the one who's losing control)

This eventual stop, this break in the mold
I scream down this hotline just to feel something
This eventual stop, this break in the mold
I scream down this hotline just to feel something

(This situation)
Isn't getting any better now
(I see that look)
The look in your eyes
(You want to see a pretty face)
There isn't anything wrong with giving up
And for what it's worth
I still hate you

This eventual stop, this break in the mold
I scream down this hotline just to feel something
This eventual stop, this break in the mold
I scream down this hotline just to feel something

Just to feel something
Just to feel something
Just to feel something
Just to feel something (Something)
Just to feel something (Something)
Just to feel something (Something)
Just to feel something (Something)
Just to feel something

This situation isn't getting any better
I see that look in your eyes
This situation isn't getting any better
I see that look in your eyes
This situation isn't getting any better
I see that look in your eyes
This situation is
We're so fucked

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