Barren stares as they light up the screen
Bearing teardrops that shatter
In slow motion
Novocaine our brains
And we're out like lights
And as i'm growing older i'm bored
I remember when misery thrilled me much more
When i can't relax
And i'd like to go back

Chorus
But that's gone
[2x: we don't think that way no more]
Yeah that's gone
Turn around
Turn the volume down
We're counting the days down
To the day when we'll live
In a video
I'll be stonefaced and pale
You'll pout in stereo
Twenty four hours every day of the year
Oh, what fun,
I can't wait 'til the future gets here

Closing in on the pain and the torture
He's slamming the door
Like it's something to strive for
The girl tearing curtains down
Looks funny as hell
And of sense of humor
Can there be any doubt
Yeah, that natural selection
Has weeded it out?
Just to keep me from laughing out loud

Chorus

Well, i've seen some old friends
Sort of die
Or just turn into whatever
Must have been inside them
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