Lyrics:

Outline of a storyboard with no idea
Head first in the shallow end
I apologize if I do not care

Busy hands keep swimming
They don't like swallowing
To the abstract motor
Gotta make that motor hum, gotta make it run
Forward seems like forever when 'ever' is hand over hand over hand
The busy hands keep swimming
Gotta make that motor hum, get it over and done

So much for the autographs
So much for apologies
So much for the promises I never intended to keep
How does it all add up?
How does the story end?
I can't let go
I can't pretend

Very I'm so friendly
Very I'm so Halloween
So this is what I wanted
Gotta keep those channels clean and other sobering themes
I'm drowning by numbers
My halo is bent
It's a fat fucking lie
And so the abstract motor gives in
It says, 'At least I tried, at least I tried'

So much for the autographs
So much for apologies
So much for the promises I never intended to keep
How does it all add up?
How does the story end?
I can't let go (I can't let go)
I can't pretend
I can't let go (I can't let go)
I can't pretend