For this American record The bar's set pretty low There's no attention to detail God damn what a joke It'll never make you feel satisfaction When it's done It's never gonna make you feel like Jesus son My love my love Don't ever get to see me I don't feel like going out tonite I don't feeling like doing anything well You keep you records where you keep your friends No one's ever getting next to me You wanna leave it but you won't let go I think I need a hit of ecstasy well I bet your not the only one Running out of feeling I've been running out of feeling I've been running out of feeling I've been running out of feeling