Spin round the steering wheel the 

Coffee spills but you can't feel 

The dam behind your eyes 

Turn off the radio, the news is fake 

But you can't tell who's 

Making up the lies 

Waking up to find... 

Waking up to find... 

You don't love life 


Mary-anne you're late 

I've been waiting for you for three days 

I'm beginning to be afraid 

I've been looking out the window 


Your smoked cigarette is your slow suicide 

And you only speak to pass the time 

But time's been passing you 

The days feel like they're getting shorter 

The nights are definitely getting colder 

I don't know what you're going to do 

Waking up to find... 

Waking up to find...you don't love life 


Mary-anne you're late 

I've been waiting for you for three days 

I'm beginning to be afraid 

I've been looking out the window 


And I don't know how this happened 

I remember laughing 

At the zombies who had no fun 

Now you've turned into one 

I don't know if it matters 

That we're hanging from the rafters 


Mary-anne you're late 

I've been waiting for you for three days 

I'm beginning to be afraid 

I've been looking out the window 


I asked you “what do you think you'll find?” 

You said “nothing” but you didn't mind 

“It's all just smoke and mirrors” 

I asked you “where do you think you'll go?” 

You said “Nowhere but at least I know 

I'm having trouble holding back the years.”