You've got me stranded on your mercy-go-'round
Mercy-go-'round
And I can't deal with all the ways you've been getting by
And the only point to ever calling is to say that you're not thinking clearly
And we're waiting for all the sense to just start making itself it all looks better when we're watching on television
Watching on television
Another thing that we can share but don't have to feel
And you're losing every thought you're starting
Does time seem to move too fast and steady?
When the stories don't look good on paper I'd do anything to just move backwards I'd do anything to just move backwards
When it all feels bad to stay and worse to leave
And I'm picking up more than I put down
Picking up more than I put down I keep picking up more than I put down and it always seems to go
When the nights, yeah, they all seem to be settling slow and you're losing every thought you're starting
Does time seem to move too fast and steady?
When the stories don't look good on paper I'd do anything just to move backwards I'd do anything just to move backwards and start it again
Mercy-go-'round and round
Mercy-go-'round and round
I'd do anything to just move backwards
Mercy-go-'round and round
Mercy-go-'round and round
I'd do anything to just move backwards
Mercy-go-'round and round
Mercy-go-'round and round I'd do anything to just move backwards
Mercy-go-'round and round mercy-go-'round and round