I was doing okay, doing nothing at all
Now I'm playing croquet, with my head as the ball
You hand me a bouquet, and I just let it fall
I think I...I think I missed the point
When she told me we were inexorably linked
Now when I question her [?] in sync
Did a breakup occur?
Must've been when I blinked
I think I...I think I missed the point
I think I missed the point
I think I missed the point
First I stood on the beach
Throwing stones at the gulls
Then they flew out of reach
Now the whole prospect's dull
[?] bleach
Faces turn into skulls
I think I...
I think I...
I think I...
I think I...I think I missed the point