That's Physics, Baby

You've got this way about you Something I hate about you, every time Picking and choosing, winning and losing You can't justify I'll never win you over just by exposure Oh, I can pick a fight Watch it pass you by, name a better high We could've made a scene all night Going into the day, name a better way For you to call it by its name Clock feels like it's moving backwards And I don't have the time Can't quite tell what you've ever been after Clockwork motor, you wind me up again I'm a tempered glass that you never could shatter Hanging by a thread, oh it's gotta be the end Telling what I, telling you what I need I'm telling what I, telling you what I need I'm telling what I, telling you what I need I'm telling what I, telling you what I need See it all in print, so I know it's real What's a better way to waste my time? After time, you don't have to lie There's another door behind me Clock feels like it's moving backwards And I just pass the time I never know if I'm getting straight answers Swallow 'em whole with an extra grain of salt I won't get by if I'm minding my manners Only in time, and if you're admitting fault Telling what I, telling you what I need I'm telling what I, telling you what I need I'm telling what I, telling you what I need I'm telling what I, telling you what I need Tip of my tongue, I almost taste it Tell me what exactly it is you're so afraid of We've come too far to just waste it Show me these beautiful things you say you're made of Can't quite tell what you've ever been after Clockwork motor, you wind me up again Crumple me up like a candy wrapper Throw me away, I'd rather not pretend Telling what I, telling you what I need I'm telling what I, telling you what I need I'm telling what I, telling you what I need I'm telling what I, telling you what I need