“The price of a new car
For you sir we’ll match it.
So drive with the roof down
Pretending there’s no ground there

The TV’s a comfort
When no-one is talking.
Get out of a change
By pretending you’re voiceless,

And you, you never know how to feel love.
The world is going to turn.
Afraid of what you might be
If you let some in.

The price of a new car
For you sir we’ll match it.
So drive with the roof down
Pretending there’s no ground there

The voices in my head
Were always divided.
The clockwork that I’m in
Is of mice and not men.

And you, you never know how to feel love.
The world is going to turn.
Afraid you might be the only way the world is going to learn,
And we never know how to feel
A little happiness.”

buffseeds – a guide to happiness