automaton

Creeping around like I don't know something's wrong You play like you're fine so I'll play along I feel so useless, don't know what to do So I guess I'll keep tiptoeing all around you Tell me I wouldn't understand and you're right The same things don't keep us up at night Tossing and turning, you tell me that you're good So I don't dig into it like I know I should Wish the strings on my hands would move faster Wish the cog in my back would spin Wish the gears in my head would move faster, oh Wish I had more to offer than sin But sin's all I have to offer you, honey And lights out love and some food and money I can't promise I'll hear you but I promise that I'll try Until then I'll keep on tiptoeing by You tell me I wouldn't understand and you're right We've got our own paths to finding secondhand light But I don't mind stepping into the dark for you Just as long as you tell me what it is I'm supposed to do Wish the strings on my hands would move faster Wish the cog in my back would spin Wish the gears in my head would move faster, oh Wish I had more to offer than sin