And you can tell that maybe time is out of joint, my love
So this is maybe just a SOS, shrapnel, an echo of dead sentiment
Measurement tossed to nothing for no one or wasted effort to shrug
Or maybe resident incurable, romantic, defunct in the face of fact
Blackboard formula erased by the next cl*** but the outlines still intact
And I see it and I'm still not sure of the meaning
But I'll say it, write it down and read it for you

Begin, no protective leathery flesh of emotional chain mail
No running shoes, no running, no locking doors, no anger, no e-mail
No voice mail, communicational, strangulation or distortion
Of purity sentiment, no fantasy of reconciliation or delusion
And no revenge, no ********, no codes or hidden agendas
No preaching, no pedestal, no standing on the pulpit
No ego, no new speaker freakish lingo

Here I go, I haven't loved many people I grew up afraid that I was crazy
One time when I was deep inside your body, you purred
And I was sure that you were gonna have my, baby
And you can tell that maybe time is out of joint, my love
So this is maybe just a SOS, shrapnel, an echo of dead sentiment
Measurement tossed to nothing for no one or wasted effort to shrug
And you can tell that maybe time is out of joint, my love
So this is maybe just a SOS, shrapnel, an echo of dead sentiment
Measurement tossed to nothing for no one or wasted effort to shrug
I used to be in love

Everything you said, I took it all to heart
And you spurred a change in me
Before I could become a new sun I had to fall apart
And I can see that now and I wish you well
'Cause you saw what was good in me
And I'll be god damned if I didn't see that myself

And everything you are I look at that with pride
Before I could become a grown man I had to lose my mind
Had to lose my mind
And I see that now and I wish you well
'Cause I see what's good in you
And I'll be god damned if you can't see that yourself