Letras
I embrace my dysfunction and drive into town
With a dashboard Madonna and the tears of a clown
With no one riding shotgun and a demon to drown
As the neon of a roadhouse beats down
And it's tea for a dollar and ten for two more
Punch in the code, nail your shoes to the floor
'Cause there's no girl to dance with, just bar stools for bulls
And the tender is ringing last call
And you're bright in your absence, you shine in that place
That screams there's no mercy for playboys in space
Bright in your absence, you glow in that vacuum
Where no light can exist
Well you came as an answer to a blasphemer's prayer
But like a milk carton picture, one day you weren't there
Now I see you in strangers with the back of your hair
Turn around and then you repair
There's no red print of lipstick on a cigarette or glass rim
No hint of that perfume that used to make my head spin
No peel of your laughter, a void in its place
The last piece of jigsaw, your face
And you're bright in your absence, you shine in that place
That screams there's no mercy for playboys in space
Bright in your absence, you glow in that vacuum
Where no light can exist
Bright in your absence (you shine in that place)
Screams there's no mercy (for playboys in space)
Bright in your absence (you glow in that vacuum)
Where no light can exist
No light can exist
No light can exist
No, no light can exist
I embrace my dysfunction
I embrace my dysfunction
I embrace my dysfunction
I embrace my dysfunction
Embrace your dysfunction
Embrace my dysfunction
Embrace my dysfunction
My dysfunction
My dysfunction
My dysfunction
Dysfunction
Dysfunction
Dysfunction
Dysfunction
Dysfunction