Sometimes days seem to move just like a big fat man
sometimes days seem to end up where they first began
i've got my t.v tuned to channel you
because there's nothing else that i can do
maybe i should set my heart for cruise control
maybe i've got alot of you inside my brain
maybe i'd better shave my memory again
then i'll smile and blow it all away
and send you postcards from another day
maybe i should of set my heart for cruise control
and then it looks like i drove you away
i'll tell myself you didn't want to stay
maybe i should have set my heart for cruise control
you know there's something else
but still you try to act suprised
i can see your camera filming sweat above my eyes
there's nothing left to save
but,still you know that it was right
to try to make the dream bigger than the night
sometimes days seem to move just like a big fat man
sometimes days seem to end up where they first began
i've got my t.v tuned to channel you
because there's nothing else that i can do
maybe i should set my heart for cruise control