Where's that stupid comet, it's six years late I'm all dressed up and waiting for our final date Hating trading cages, trying to kill some time Awaiting detonation in a traffic line Running from the second that the sun comes up There's no prize for the runner-up Learning how to swim in a rising flood Biting on stones til you're drawing blood And all the fear I feel Emanating from your four wheels It dissipates as soon as I I remember that someday, you're gonna die Nightfall is coming and I'm infra-red The sky is even darker than the road ahead Looking in the mirror back to where I'm from Wonder how I got to who I have become Raised by sheep with the conscience of wolves I was brought up to be shot down An uphill battle just to get to the bottom I could never lose what I hadn't found And all the fear I feel Emanating from your four wheels It dissipates as soon as I I remember all the things and times gone by And all the fear I feel Emanating from your four wheels It dissipates as soon as I I remember all the things that I've survived

Do you remember the nights we spent together Underneath the moonlit sky, bleary-eyed Do you remember those nights turned into days You taught me about the flamenco dancer and how she moves in mysterious ways Your amnesia smile is like an aftertaste of tragedy Now this river's dry and I'm clinging to a memory Although I know that something's got to give I know that "something" won't be me Do you remember we looked for signs of life We heard a voice on the airwaves say the race had long gone by Do you remember you taught me how to sing I asked you to make promises but you would not wear my ring Your amnesia smile is like an aftertaste of tragedy Now this river's dry and I'm clinging to a memory Although I know that something's got to give I know that "something" won't be me Chart and graph our every move Until the needle skips the groove Make a copy without a source Take a piece with no remorse Your amnesia smile is like an aftertaste of tragedy Now this river's dry and I'm clinging to a memory Although I know that something's got to give I know that "something" won't be me

Hey you, standing there, stock-still and staring Down the barrel of a loaded gun What will you do when you're faced with a decision And the moment you've been waiting for comes? Don't ask me why old wounds still sting When your fingertips brush across the scars And don't ask me why your head still spins When you lay down on your back and look up at the stars Hey you, sitting there, hesitating, waiting With a sword hanging over your head What will you do when the hour glass is empty And the needle's buried deeper in the red? Don't ask me why old wounds still sting When your fingertips brush across the scars And don't ask me why your head still spins When you lay down on your back and look up at the stars

When you gonna give me some time alone I've been locked in competition with your telephone For a little of your eye, just a little of your eye When you gonna make a little room in your heart Without you, I'm just sitting here falling apart Just a little at a time, just a little at a time And when they ask me I'll say it's all coming up roses And when they ask me I'll say everything's fine, fine fine So I gotta give it up, gotta give it up, gotta give it up But I can't figure out how, figure out how, figure out how 'Cause I can never get enough, never get enough, never get enough Now I'm dreaming out loud, dreaming out loud, dreaming out loud When you gonna give me some time alone I've been locked in competition with your telephone For a little of your eye, just a little of your eye When you gonna make a little room in your heart Without you, I'm just sitting here falling apart Just a little at a time, just a little at a time And when they ask me I'll say it's all coming up roses And when they ask me I'll say everything's fine, fine fine So I gotta give it up, gotta give it up, gotta give it up But I can't figure out how, figure out how, figure out how 'Cause I can never get enough, never get enough, never get enough Now I'm dreaming out loud, dreaming out loud, dreaming out loud And I was never gonna be anyone's trophy No, I was never gonna be anyone's prize So I gotta give it up, gotta give it up, gotta give it up But I can't figure out how, figure out how, figure out how 'Cause I can never get enough, never get enough, never get enough Now I'm dreaming out loud, dreaming out loud, dreaming out loud

A meeting in the cafe All caffeine and cliches Sliding over the briefcase The truth about her fate You murder me You murder me with Radio, radio, radioactivity Radio, radio, radioactivity Radio, radio, radioactivity Radio, radio, radioactivity Hot tea served with light cream The poison enters the bloodstream A subtle twitch on his face Almost gives it away You murder me You murder me with Radio, radio, radioactivity Radio, radio, radioactivity Radio, radio, radioactivity Radio, radio, radioactivity And when the old country fell Pins all changed on lapels But even with our new borders There's no such thing as reformers (Dedicated to the memory of Alexander Litvinenko and Sergei Magnitski)