The flickers of the tv suck my attention dry The fires’ on, but it’s heat that I don’t feel Toys that last, I’ve never found So I sit here bored to tears
Sustained, but never satisfied Sustained, but never satisfied Warm and chilling, full and lonely An empty filling, both and only Stained, and never satisfied
I’m searching, wanting, and I’m feeling That there must be more out there for me While I’m seeing, thinking, and saying I have so much more than you
