Your eyebells are ringing
Like a jackpot at slots
Your mind is spinning
Like a magazine of thoughts
Everybody's fishing but nobody's catching
Everybody's fucking but nobody's flirting
Is this what passes for a social life this year?
Is this what it takes to feel sexy without fear?
Your fingers are dancing
Like a piano on its own and
When I think of the chances
I wish I were home
Everybody's fishing but nobody's catching
Everybody's flirting but nobody's fucking
Is that what passes for a social life this year?
Is that what it takes to feel sexy without fear?
Your poem stands elegant
But there's a line out of joint
When you want some candy
You just have to point
Everybody's fishing but nobody's catching
Everybody's fucking but nobody's flirting
Is this what passes for a social life this year?
Is this what it takes to feel sexy without fear?
These verses are ready but never quite done
Fitting for a song that nobody sung
A call and a flag from you to me
Voices we hear crashing against the sea
Everybody's flirting but nobody's fucking
My memory vault's closed
And what's left of yours?
In a house full of windows
Let's open some doors
Everybody's fishing but nobody's catching
Everybody's flirting but nobody's fucking
Is that what passes for a social life this year?
Is that what it takes to feel sexy without fear?
