Stop. Go. Fast. Slow.

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.