You never look after me When we separate A scene like in movie scene But we can't relate I feel so dumb Watch the train moving on I guess, I never really had the chance to say a thing You say you wanna love with three Don't want it with me Sly junk poetry Soft-core pornography A kiss on the cheek Well it's not what I need You never said a thing A wordless conversation Eyes in rotation It's in my dirtiest dreams My face, it distracts me While yours attract me An on-demand dance A video chat romance We never look after us When we get off the bus We never look after us When we get off the bus I feel incomplete Do you know what I need? I guess, I never really had the chance to say I guess, I never really had the chance to say a thing