It's not enough to get me drowned A concrete solid way to teach me how If I had my finger on the bu*ton I'd have pushed it hard by now Got to get a second look, a come back line To tell it as I'd like Here we go, don't ask for space I'm hopelessly devoted to your face Every time our record sounds We'll smile but fall back into our place It's alright, it's OK, I wouldn't want To have it any other way I need someone to blame A string section to bring out more of the pain You'll know it when it feels just right This soap opera is taking over our lives