Barren stares as they light up the screen

Bearing teardrops that shatter in slow motion

Novocaine our brains and we're out like lights

And as I'm growing older I'm bored

And I remember when misery thrilled me much more

When I can't relax and I'd like to go back

But that's gone, yeah that's gone

Turn around, turn the volume down

We're counting the days down

'Til the day when we'll live in a video

I'll be stone faced and pale you'll pout in stereo

Twenty four hours every day of the year

Now what fun, I can't wait 'til the future gets here

Closing in on the pain and the torture

He's slamming the door like it's something to strive for

The girl tearing curtains down, looks funny as hell

And of sense of humor can there be any doubt

Yeah well natural selection has weeded it out?

Just to keep me from laughing out loud

But that's gone, we don't think that way no more

That's gone, turn around, turn the volume down

We're counting the days down

'Til the day when we'll live in a video

I'll be stone faced and pale, you'll pout in stereo

Twenty four hours every day of the year

Now what fun, I can't wait 'til the future gets here

Well I've seen some old friends sort of die

Or just turn into whatever must have been inside them

And whatever all of us had then in common grew up and left home

We don't think that way no more

Turn around, turn the volume down

We're counting the days down

'Til the day when we'll live in a video

I'll be stone faced and pale, you'll pout in stereo

Twenty four hours every day of the year

Now what fun, I can't wait 'til the future gets here