We are machines inside your heart
 Let's go back to the start
 We are what we are
 In a heartbeat's second we'll cut the chords
 This time I'm not sure we'll move forward

 (Put your cold) hands on there, so what can't you see
 Why can't you see?
 (You and) I should be counting signs for a hundred miles

 Tell them to turn it up and fill it up on hate
 Just turn keys and drive on
 The sooner, the better pull it out
 And drive on straight
 Turn the keys and drive on

 We are what we are
 And if we change
 You should know we did it to please ourselves

 We are machines
 In a heartbeat's second we'll cut the chords

 (Put your cold) hands on there, so what can't you see
 Why can't you see?
 (You and) I should be counting signs for a hundred miles

 It's not the end of you and me
 It's not the end of you and me, yeah

 Tell them to turn it up and fill it up on hate
 Just turn keys and drive on
 The sooner, the better pull it out
 And drive on straight
 Turn the keys and drive on

 Tell them to turn it, they are returning

 They are returning and this is no big truth

 Tell them to turn it up and fill it up on hate
 Just turn keys and drive on
 The sooner, the better pull it out
 And drive on straight
 Turn the keys and drive on