Turned off, cold, sad with no feelings
I think about the past and how I treated you
Sorry about those things I told you
I kind of loose it when you say I'm always late
Such a fucked way to relate

Is there a better way?
To find a girl that stays
Is there something left to say?

Cool clothes, cool dreams, no, the other
The one about the chicks in a Caribbean Isle
Cool tricks, hot baths, silly movies
Some of thing a Visa card can buy for you
Wild sex in a swimming pool

Can I stay in there for ever
Is that herpes you've got on your...?
Maybe I'll go

Because I'm actually breaking
Because I'm actually waiting
Because I'm actually trying
To be a better man but somehow I fucked again