Oh may be you don't know, you left a hole inside my mind. It struck right from the start, my hollow heart crumbling in dire. Your love is future lust that I can't touch or even try, Exists in space and time or in your head like Dramamine. I see the cue. She's just into you. Why you look so blue? It's unlike you. You're like my lullaby, I left it all behind. No worries, I don't mind. We met your mother where winter is warm. Your brotherly lover doesn't seem so wrong. Oh girl, come on don't be shy. No, I don't mind. Or else, go give it a try. Whoa-oh that's right. Well babe, is this a goodbye? It's alright, alright. I wish your only love is animatic and automatic love.