Half Life
My self-worth measured in text back tempoIt's been two days and eight minutes too slowWell, there may well be others but I still like topretendThat I'm the one you really want to grow old with
I've got a schedule to stick to, got a world to keepsweetYou're so much to everyone all the timeWill it ever slow down? Will I ever come first?The universe contracts to sigh
It's a half life with you as my quarter backA daft lifeIt's a half life with you as my quarter backA daft life
Hold meHold meHold me darling, please
You know you'll never be lonely, no you'll always belovedAnd maybe you'll never need more than thatBut for the surplus that loves, what's to become ofus?Does it even register on your conscience?
Long for one last showdown from a box in a crowdAir compressed tight to explodeI'm clenching my ticket to the only way outAs you disappear in a puff of smoke
It's a half life with you as my quarter backA daft life