Something 'bout the whiteness of the phone
Something 'bout the Genius of Modern Music
How can I think
How can I fail you?
Verse
Something 'bout the distance to the nerve
Something 'bout white hands of fate I don't deserve
The bedroom ghosts
How I long to slee-eep
Perchance to drown
We have been old together
No inside joke, this I won't tolerate
I see you clearly
Ah, love letter boxes
All in favor say
I will blindly follow the ring a--round
The positive sign
Verse
Something 'bout the history of the Jews
Beautiful one don't read too much into cluu-ues
Please shake the hand of the velvet glove
Whose fingerprints glow in the dark
And reveal crimes both brave and strange
I cannot teach you how to tell the truth
Even if it hits you
Ah, love letter boxes
All in favor say
I will blindly follow the ring around
The positive sign x6