She's feeling the distance put its cold hand on her face And leaving her contact on the coat rack so I know that changed Things button up and turn around When she's southbound In the solid state, not satisfied I become irate while time liquefies Through our fingers without control Set in a box and it's labeled Things that don't get along with my studying Her blackout control She's foolin' her mind, feeling the distance stay in place I'm searching for contacts though I Won't hold that 'til she knows I've changed Things button up and turn around When she's in town In the solid state, not satisfied I become irate while time liquefies Through our fingers without control Set in a box and it's labeled Things that don't get along with my studying Her blackout control When night goes dry And it feels they're falling all the same I turn around and grab a cup And turn the night into a cunning mistake Things button up and soon she's bound To turn around In the solid state, not satisfied Become irate while time liquefies Through our eyes without control Set in a box and it's labeled Things that don't get along with my studying Her blackout control