Strange infatuation seems to grace the evening tide. I'll take it by your side. Such imagination seems to help the feeling slide. I'll take it by your side. Instant correlation sucks and breeds a pack of lies. I'll take it by your side. Over-saturation curls the skin and tans the hide. I'll take it by your side. Tick tock. Tick tock. Tick tock. Tick tick. Tick tick tick. Tick tick tick. Tick tock. Tick. I'm unclean a libertine. And every time you vent your spleen. I seem to lose the power of speech. You're slipping slowly from my reach. You grow me like an evergreen. You've never see the lonely me at all. I. Take the plan spin it sideways. I. Fall. Without you I'm nothing. Without you I'm nothing. Without you I'm nothing. Take the plan spin it sideways