For this American record
The bar's set pretty low
There's no attention to detail
God damn what a joke
It'll never make you feel satisfaction
When it's done
It's never gonna make you feel like
Jesus son
My love my love
Don't ever get to see me
I don't feel like going out tonite
I don't feeling like doing anything well
You keep you records where you keep your friends
No one's ever getting next to me
You wanna leave it but you won't let go
I think I need a hit of ecstasy well
I bet your not the only one
Running out of feeling
I've been running out of feeling
I've been running out of feeling
I've been running out of feeling