Lyrics:

Pressed the seven sequenced silver panic buttons
The distress call that fall on a distracted short-wave signal
A metronome timed to my panic-stricken breathing
And a pulse conducted by our dying lines
You said my heart sounded like a payphone in the rain
Distorted, distant, scrambled and desperate
Oh, baby, I swear to God tonight I am sober
It's the reception between us that's failing
Everything's coming out all frenzied and confused
Ah, she's got what it takes to make collapsing a habit
And a dance out of a tantrum fit
It's tragic but I'm sobering up
Pick up the phone
Tonight I feel like the hero of a rusting war
My touch has the timing and precision of a car wreck
No use translating the trembles
They're symptoms of repetitive testing for fluctuation
If I come back home, I'm bringing back the bends
Ah, so give me a kiss
Ah, let me taste the reptilian appeal
Say it again, baby, come on
Oh, say it again
Does it get you hot?
Does it turn you on?
Fucking say it again
Say it again
I get a little hysterical sometimes, oh, the panic

You shouldn't have been so sentimental
All that kicking and screaming
Everything I touch starts peeling
We malfunction like machines
Get up off the floor and answer the phone
I always wanted to be a big star
Didn't want to touch so hard
I didn't mean to scream so fucking hard
Open the door
I am your deviant satellite
An orbit defected by the ballast of words
You're the reason
For collisions
I'm face down like a sailor washed up under your window
Tonight is a shipwreck
Navigating through disorder
Now every electric star hums like a telecaster
How punk rock is that?

You're so oblivious
Baby, you're my oblivion