That's Physics, Baby

You’ve got this way about you

Something I hate about you, every time

Picking and choosing, winning and losing

You can’t justify

I’ll never win you over just by exposure

Oh, I can pick a fight

Watch it pass you by, name a better high

We could’ve made a scene all night

Going into the day, name a better way

For you to call it by its name

Clock feels like it’s moving backwards

And I don’t have the time

Can’t quite tell what you’ve ever been after

Clockwork motor, you wind me up again

I'm a tempered glass that you never could shatter

Hanging by a thread, oh it’s gotta be the end

Telling what I, telling you what I need

I'm telling what I, telling you what I need

I'm telling what I, telling you what I need

I'm telling what I, telling you what I need

See it all in print, so I know it’s real

What’s a better way to waste my time?

After time, you don’t have to lie

There's another door behind me

Clock feels like it’s moving backwards

And I just pass the time

I never know if I'm getting straight answers

Swallow 'em whole with an extra grain of salt

I won’t get by if I'm minding my manners

Only in time, and if you’re admitting fault

Telling what I, telling you what I need

I'm telling what I, telling you what I need

I'm telling what I, telling you what I need

I'm telling what I, telling you what I need

Tip of my tongue, I almost taste it

Tell me what exactly it is you’re so afraid of

We’ve come too far to just waste it

Show me these beautiful things you say you’re made of

Can’t quite tell what you’ve ever been after

Clockwork motor, you wind me up again

Crumple me up like a candy wrapper

Throw me away, I’d rather not pretend

Telling what I, telling you what I need

I'm telling what I, telling you what I need

I'm telling what I, telling you what I need

I'm telling what I, telling you what I need