Video

Barren stares as they light up the screen

Bearing teardrops that shatter in slow-motion

Novocaine our brains

And we're out like lights

As I'm growing older, I'm bored

And I remember when misery thrilled me much more

When I can't relax

I'd like to go back

But that's gone

Yeah, that's gone, turn around

Turn the volume down

We're counting the days down

Till the day when we live in a video

I'll be stone-faced and pale, you'll pout in stereo

Twenty-four hours, every day of the year

And oh, what fun, I can't wait till the future gets here

Closing in on the pain and the torture

He's slamming the doors, like it's something to strive for

The girl tearing curtains down

Looks funny as hell

And a sense of humor, can there be any doubt?

Yeah, well natural selection has weeded it out

Used to keep me from laughing out loud

But that's gone

We don't think that way no more

That's gone, turn around, turn the volume down

We're counting the days down

Till the day when we live in a video

I'll be stone-faced and pale, you'll pout in stereo

Twenty-four hours, every day of the year

And oh, what fun, I can't wait till the future gets here

Well, I've seen some old friends sorta die

Or just turn into whatever must've been inside them

And whatever all of us had then in common

Grew up and left home

We don't think that way no more

Turn around, turn the volume down

We're counting the days down

Till the day when we live in a video

I'll be stone-faced and pale, you'll pout in stereo

Twenty-four hours, every day of the year

And oh, what fun, I can't wait till the future gets here