Well I'm picking up a signal
On my radio
And I'm staring at the red light
On my stereo
I never saw you at the party
Because you're too punk rock to go, yeah
But now you're out there in the backyard
On your headphones

I act like I don't care but
I don't wanna dance alone
I talk tough, all of the time
But I remember when you were mine

Come on talk to me, baby
I can't read your mind
And in the Cosmic Sea, yeah
I'm working overtime
And if you crawl out your window
Onto a higher plane
We'll break the light up in colors
That no one knows the names of

I act like I don't care but
I don't wanna dance alone
I talk tough all of the time
But I remember when you were mine

I act like I don't care but
I don't wanna dance alone
I talk tough all of the time
But I remember when you were mine

I know you're just a little, little mixed up, baby
I know you're looking and you remember feeling
I know you never ever, ever coming back now
I know you're up here in the atmosphere

Copyright: ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING
Writer(s): Betsy Wright, Laura King