You tried you all 13 channels, but they burned me out again
´cause it´s over whenever they say
I quit sending postcards ´cause no one know what to revere,
and the mailman can´t come in to explain

So I´m out of gasoline, and I hate see, and it´s hard to never mind.
It´s hard to never mind.

I bought myself new candles, they only burn old flames.
I guess it´s all the same anyway

Looked through my high school annuals to see who I still knew
but my point of view´s forever changed

All this gasoline just goes to show that no one never minds.
It´s building up, bottled up in time

All your energy just says to me that you never can´t unwind.
Just bring it down, bring it down this time.

And should it count against me, if I keep everything that you send me?
Are you going to find me so the bogs? aren´t empty all the time?

I think way too much about the way things should be said
´cause it just can´t leave my head all the way.

It seems my brand new candles would catch on fire today
I think I might get burned anyway

All this gasoline just goes to show not everything is nice.
I do my best, I know not everything is right

All your energy just says to me that you never can´t unwind.
Just bring it down, bring it down this time.
Please bring it down, bring it down.