Текст песни Philosophy of Love - The Chain Gang of 1974

Still high on a long drive with a crazy mind
Intertwined and locked in, cold skin to skin
Chasing paranoia with nostalgia

Let's call it even, does that sound good to you?
Even serotonin can't fix us, can't fix us
I flew too close to the sun, now the projection of the one
Knows I'm mixed up, knows I'm mixed up

It's too much, I see there's honey on your tongue
Shut up, come clean, you're killing all the fun
That's enough, give me a body I can touch
All I need from my philosophy of love

Godless, maybe gun shy with a reason why
Don't you cry with those closed eyes
Naked, side to side, pushing up the daisies
While we're stuck in daydreams

I know we're fucked but can you give this to me?
Some would say that we are just lazy, just lazy
I peel the rust from all my ex's hearts
And get so sick from hearing the maybe, so maybe

It's too much, I see there's honey on your tongue
Shut up, come clean, you're killing all the fun
That's enough, give me a body I can touch
All I need from my philosophy of love

Lost faith, what can I say?
When you know, you know, and I know it shows
Wrong way on a one way
When you know, you know, time to let it go
Lost faith, what can I say?
When you know, you know, and I know it shows
Wrong way on a one way
When you know, you know, time to let it go

It's too much, I see there's honey on your tongue
Shut up, come clean, you're killing all the fun
That's enough, give me a body I can touch
All I need from my philosophy of love