I've got this feeling in my blood that I want more
This ain't enough,
A girlfriend, a movie
A slow dance, and straight teeth.
Some candle lit forced sentiment.
I'm bored to tears, You're amorous
So please pass the regret
It tastes good on thick skin.
I'm fast approaching death
You aren't helping it
Your smile's been losin' it's charm
You still think you've got it.
Is this the best idea that you've ever had?

The living room, the furnace heat.
You pull your hair and gnash and weep.
Confess how you've blessed me,
While I'm blank, just blinking.
No pressing lips just pleading speech,
That falls to the floor to rest on feet,
That float so light at first but
They've clotted up with concrete.
I'm fast approaching death
You aren't helping it,
Your smiles been losing it's charm,
You still think you've got it.
Is this the best idea that you ever had?

I'm fast approaching death
You aren't helping it,
Your smiles been losing it's charm,
You still think you've got it.
Is this the best idea that you ever had?

This is how...
This is how it stops.

This is how...
This is how it stops.
I'm still just blinking,
And you're still talking,
There is no meaning not
Now.

Fast approaching death you aren't helping it.
You're a girlfriend, a movie, a slow dance,
A thought that just passed.
So fast approaching death we never noticed it,
It came on and came apart on us,
The best idea that we never had.