Punch-Drunk Punk Rock Romance

Lyrics

Pressed the seven sequenced silver panic buttons The distress call that fall on a distracted short-wave signal A metronome timed to my panic-stricken breathing And a pulse conducted by our dying lines You said my heart sounded like a payphone in the rain Distorted, distant, scrambled and desperate Oh, baby, I swear to God tonight I am sober It's the reception between us that's failing Everything's coming out all frenzied and confused Ah, she's got what it takes to make collapsing a habit And a dance out of a tantrum fit It's tragic but I'm sobering up Pick up the phone Tonight I feel like the hero of a rusting war My touch has the timing and precision of a car wreck No use translating the trembles They're symptoms of repetitive testing for fluctuation If I come back home, I'm bringing back the bends Ah, so give me a kiss Ah, let me taste the reptilian appeal Say it again, baby, come on Oh, say it again Does it get you hot? Does it turn you on? [?] Fucking say it again Say it again I get a little hysterical sometimes, oh, the panic You shouldn't have been so sentimental All that kicking and screaming Everything I touch starts peeling We malfunction like machines Get up off the floor and answer the phone I always wanted to be a big star Didn't want to touch so hard [?] I didn't mean to scream so fucking hard Open the door I am your deviant satellite An orbit defected by the ballast of words You're the reason For collisions I'm face down like a sailor washed up under your window Tonight is a shipwreck Navigating through disorder Now every electric star hums like a telecaster How punk rock is that? [?] You're so oblivious Baby, you're my oblivion [?]