I know i've just gotta get out of this place I can't stand any more of that mechanical grace Though you say it's only industrial squeeze It looks like luxury and feels like a disease Oh give it to me, give it to me I don't want to know much about much Give it to me, give it to me I need, i need, i need the human touch Left with just a house to hold Drinking your way to drydock It's easy to break up a model citizen Living in the state of shock I just can't believe i am responsible for this What the makeup hides can't be hidden with a kiss When i'm talking in tongues i go where you lead I don't make you plead, oh i need you How i'd like to fix her in a picture of rage How i'd like to catch her when she's acting her age But when she's laying stretched out on the floor It's no mystery to me anymore Chorus