Crosseyed and Painless

Lost my shape Trying to act casual Can't stop I might end up in the hospital Changing my shape I feel like an accident They're back To explain their experience Isn't it weird? Looks too obscure to me Wasting away And that was their policy I'm ready to leave I push the fact in front of me Facts lost Facts are never what they seem to be Nothing there No information left of any kind Lifting my head Looking for the danger signs There was a line There was a formula Sharp as a knife Facts cut a hole in us There was a line There was a formula Sharp as a knife Facts cut a hole in us Still waiting, still waiting, still waiting, still waiting Still waiting, still waiting, still waiting, still waiting The feeling returns Whenever we close our eyes Lifting my head Looking around inside The island of doubt Is like the taste of medicine Working by hindsight Got the message from the oxygen Making a list Find the cost of opportunity Doing it right Facts are useless in emergencies The feeling returns Whenever we close our eyes Lifting my head Looking around inside Facts are simple and facts are straight Facts are lazy and facts are late Facts all come with points of view Facts don't do what I want them to Facts just twist the truth around Facts are living turned inside out Facts are getting the best of them Facts are nothing on the face of things Still waiting, still waiting, still waiting, still waiting Still waiting, still waiting, still waiting, still waiting Still waiting, still waiting, still waiting, still waiting --- Crosseyed and Painless - Talking Heads