Texty: 4ft Fingers. At Your Convenience. Brickwall.

If you want me come and get me
running from reflections of me in you
i sometimes think that you're from a u.f.o
but when it gets here let me know

If I fall please don't catch me
then I won't owe you anything
thats the way that it is after all
we're just staring at the same brickwall

Humiliation was just satisfaction
one day one way and the next another
but at the end of it still stood together
on the phone to the dialing tone

Concave and buckling to the same old line
ashamed of myself for giving in each time
i used to fall but now i stand up tall
i'm quite happy behind this brickwall