Are you telling me it's over 
Disintegrating lost and there's nothing I can do
Before you drop another verbal bomb
Can I arm myself with Cézanne's 16 shades of blue?

As my heart is slowly ripping into pieces
Disconnecting from the circuits of my mind
You'll get over it (you say) in time (1n time)
If the clocks are black absorbing everything but a remembering 
How we made it that clocks are black

You say get over it if 50 is the new black, hooray 
This could be your lucky day
But my cables they are surging almost over-, overloading 
As you disengage

Could your heart be slowly ripping into pieces
Disconnecting from the circuits of your mind
We'll get over it (you say) in time (in time)
If the clocks are black absorbing everything but a remembering 
How we made it that clocks are black

That's it, you're done
You've screwed up your life
Before it's begun
There are those who say
I am now too old to play

See over there at 33 she fears she'll lose her job
Because they hear the ticking of her clock
At only 15, I said 15, they say her future's bleak
She should have started this at 3

As her heart is slowly ripping into pieces
Disconnecting from the circuits of her mind
She'll get over it (you say) in time (in time) 
Stop Father Time

If the clocks are black absorbing everything but a remembering 
How we made it that, how our clocks are black

Before you drop another verbal bomb
Can I arm myself with Cézanne's 16 shades of blue?