Lyrics
The clock is ticking and the coffee is a bitter mess
I'm checking on the status of a stolen address
Static in the attic and a buzz on the wire
I'm skipping on the edge of a backyard fire
It's a click, it's a snap, it's a heavy rotation
I'm living on the edge of a new sensation
Carbon copy habit in a plastic ring
I'm waiting for the phone in the hall to ring
Got a pocket full of tokens and a head full of debt
But the sun in the window hasn't faded yet
It's a look, it's a lean, it's a sudden collision
I'm cutting through the noise with a laser precision
You're the sugar-coated fever in a paper cup
Keep the volume running till the walls give up
A bittersweet shiver on a Saturday
I'm washing all the boring of the week away
Stop, go fast, slow
Oh, where the silver light is gonna go
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, four
Get your boots and your shadow out the door
You're the sugar-coated fever in a paper cup
Keep the volume running till the walls give up
A bittersweet shiver on a Saturday
I'm washing all the boring of the week away
Sugar-coated
Snap.