Lyrics:

She whispers like a megaphone
It's less than subtle and not quite love

'Cause I can never be alone
I asked for space
And then she grabbed my shirt and held me from the window
Hey hows this for space?

So cut the signal if it still feeds back
Its not an order it's a heart attack
As memories of your playground love are catching up to you
But these battles need not swords

This open journals empty rhetoric so par for the course
A target audience to snuggle with no guilt or remorse
You point and click and keep your distance
It's the digital age up close in person
Is old fashioned zero one is the rage
The wireless age has got it's people on leashes