I gotta stop, watch and stare a lot
Really care a lot to not let it fade
I get dead eyes with dead veins
Watching head games, poorly played
I been preaching it so long
Maybe this one’s echolalia
Try to see if I can pull it off, roll it up

This makes maybe six takes
Make a worthless night alright

My eye sockets are paralyzed
Keep ’em sterilized with a fresh coat of paint
I cry a river and storm out
Having worn out all restraint
Feel like banking a long shot
On a coquette, had to tell ya
Just to see if we could hit it off, turn it up

This makes 26 takes
Make a worthless night alright

Make a record for lo-life in your own light
Darling, make a record with me
Make a record for lo-life, it’s a slow life
Darling, make a record with me
Make a record for lo-life in your own right
Darling, make a record
Darling, make a record
Darling, make a record with me