Strange infatuation seems to grace the evening tide.

Strange infatuation seems to grace the evening tide.
I'll take it by your side.
Such imagination seems to help the feeling slide.
I'll take it by your side.
Instant correlation sucks and breeds a pack of lies.
I'll take it by your side.
Oversaturation curls the skin and tans the hide.
I'll take it by your side.

Tick - tock 
Tick - tick - tick - tick - tick - tock

I'm unclean, a libertine
And every time  you  vent your spleen,
I seem to lose the power of speech,
Your slipping slowly from my reach.
 You  grow me like an evergreen,
 You  never see the lonely me at all

I...
Take the plan, spin it sideways.
I...
Fall.
Without   you , I'm Nothing.
Without   you , I'm nothing.
Without   you , I'm nothing.
Take the plan, spin it sideways.
Without   you , I'm nothing at all.