Fast Repair

I told you that the answers could be found on the T-shirts you wear And in the ramblings of your tired friends And in the manner of your savior, whoever it may be You see yourself, you feel a certain kind of jealousy You speak to me, you ask a blind man how to see So spit in my coffee, tear the shirt right off my back 'cause I don't care Wherever you're going, I'll help you get there As long as you speak truthfully, I know that that's insane When things go wrong, we'll have a song to sing when it rains And when our bodies fall to rest we'll dream in pain Ooh ooh ooh ooh Like dead machinery We hope for fast repair Sometimes we find it or we realize we forgot to hide it Or we assume it was never there I am that boy that thinks like you But I'm a slave for what to do in any given point or circumstance I will change if that's what's needed, you may find I am conceited, turn around I'll make you love me like a fairy tale Then just as soon I'll make you question me to no avail So please close the door on your way out Leave as soon as this great fire's out, there's never any more to burn Who's to say I'm not a monster, who's to say I'm all but good Rob me of light then laugh like crazy like I knew you would It's my own fault I didn't do the things I knew I should Ooh ooh ooh ooh Like dead machinery We hope for fast repair Sometimes we find it or we realize we forgot to hide it Or we assume it was never there So it's the morning, time to rise Think of reasons why I shouldn't apologize I don my black and blue disguise Then I drive off through the paradise, alone again in song My own reflection in peripheral staring back at me He says to me "You must be tired, sick, and barely free" I turn the mirror so that he's staring past the back of me