foreplay (is not my forté)

[Intro]
Tune in, tune in, tune in, tune in, start the show
Before you leave, we've got to know ('Fore you leave)

[Verse]
Broken fingers, was it worth selling off the dream?
Million miles a minute, an excess in constant need
Guess that the truth hurts, doesn't it?
How pathetic, digital appetite
Dressed in aberrations

[Outro]
Forced to watch, they can't believe
Forced to watch what they did to me
Are we dying whilst on the big screen?
Her name in lights, visual disease