[Verse 1]
Friday flight feeling smeared and vexed
Girl caught, parking lot of the Cineplex
Stupid face looking so perplexed
Seeming like it was caught in a hex

[Chorus]
"Does it make you, does it make you feel alright?"
"Did they make you, did they make you feel alright?"

[Verse 2]
Sullen sights always indirect
Tired eyes hypnotized by your teenage sect
Weekend rituals resurrecting
Feelings our sober minds reject

[Chorus]
"Does it make you, does it make you feel alright?"
"Did they make you, did they make you feel alright?"

[Verse 3]
All I know is I won't be here forever
Slow burn fades into a dream
My flesh won't follow me forever
But your touch is far and few between