There's a machine in my head
There's a grinding in my brain
The best part is that it turns you on
The grinding penetrates
Under the sheets, my dear
We lie in love, but with fool's gold
I want to give you the plans
Just to make you stop
I want you to get out of here for good
It's in my bed, but my bed is a plot
And the shovel is anchored down to the floor
And I won't need to see you pushing up dirt again
And I won't need to see you gagging on sincerity
Daylight k**s us
KO'd by it and counting to ten
Faced with choices
To pack it in or stand up and fight again
There's something in my hand
Pushing into my veins
The tablature is for a d**h march
I can't miss you
Because you're already gone
This is the climax to our love song
You're in my head, but gone for good
Your sonnet's melody plays on
And I won't need to see you pushing up dirt again
And I won't need to see you gagging on sincerity
Daylight k**s us
KO'd by it and counting to ten
Faced with choices
To pack it in or stand up and fight again
We lie in love but with fool's gold