A momentary lapse in concentration
I got sucked into the oil spill, into the wallpaper
I was tryna make your picture out
I drew, and drew, and drew you
Still I couldn't get the likeness
The portrait stared there, lifeless
And that's how I knew
I'd lost it for you

I guess there's no one else, save myself, to speak to
I guess there's nothing left to do but sleep
(One, two, three, four)

I ordered treasure from the internet
The kind that only lasts a night
That falls apart in taxis
Or frees itself on dance floors
Here in the glow of news and night shows
I fear we're not worth weightless gold
Was I dripping over you, my mouth full of teeth?
Your eyes stoned with boredom, my hands shall be claws then
(I guess there's nothing left to do, ooh-ooh)

Of course that's when
I knew I'd lost it for you
I understood I'd lost it for good

I guess there's no one else, save myself, to speak to
I guess there's nothing left to do but sleep
Seabird, I've lost it for you
I guess there's nothing left to do
I've lost it for you
I guess there's nothing left

I drew, and drew, and drew you
I drew, and drew, and drew
And drew, and drew you
I guess there's nothing left to do
(And drew)
I guess there's nothing left
(I fall apart in taxis)
(I free myself on dance floors)
(I fall apart in taxis)