Cartoon killers on TV
What I meant to you and what you mean to me
I think that we wanted to have more than this
But where did it go and what did we miss?
Stretching down across the lawn
I guess the time for talking is gone
I think that we knew we were doomed all along
But here comes the climax and now comes the song
This is our life put on TV
The distance to you that still comes in between
The road that we travelled that finally broke down
There's nowhere to run to and we can't turn around
Don't make a sound, don't make a sound
Cardboard cutouts on the screen
It's something we'll see through but it ain't what it seems
Because there's nothing to lose and nothing to say
We'll just wait for a season that'll show us the way
Rejected actors on the mend
We can pose for the cameras and still play pretend
But I think that they'll notice when it comes to regret
When we're calling for action but we're drowning in debt
This is our life put on TV
The distance to you that still comes in between
The road that we travelled that finally broke down
There's nowhere to run to and we can't turn around
Don't make a sound, don't make a sound
Our lights have been flashing all around
Can't you see what we've missed and the things that we've found?
I guess nothing compares to the ominous sounds
Now hit the ground, oh hit the ground
This is our life put on TV
The distance to you that still comes in between
There's nothing to wait for and nothing to see
There's nothing, still nothing...
This is our life put on TV
The distance to you that still comes in between
The road that we travelled that finally broke down
There's nowhere to run to and we can't turn around
Don't make a sound, don't make a sound
Don't make a sound, don't make a sound