Boondoggle

This is a good old-fashioned boondoggle So we will entertain this new model But you want me to follow you into the dark With some new death that you’re leaving in my arms On your feet, you’re breathing hard On my beat, repeat the part When it starts to gather steam, remember me? From the TV It’s too bad, a pity that You were late to the catch When you look in my eyes, do you see the same thing That I do when I’m alone? And for once, would you pick up the phone and speak? This here’s a good old-fashioned boondoggle Don your cap and set your moon-googles The silhouette, the neon heaven in the dark And in its parts, is there an ember or a spark? Is it real if you feel it? Take a look in my eyes, and you’ll see the same thing That I do when I’m alone— If there’s someone in the hallway screaming something’s wrong Do you hear the same thing That I do when I’m alone? There’s something you should know It’s real if you feel it Hey