[Verse 1]
My self-worth measured in text back tempo
It's been two days and eight minutes too slow
Well, there may well be others but I still like to pretend
That I'm the one you really want to grow old with
Got a schedule to stick to, got a world to keep sweet
You're so much to everyone all the time
Will you ever slow down? Will I ever come first?
The universe contracts to sigh

[Chorus]
It's a half-life
With you as my quarterback
A daft life
It's a half-life
With you as my quarterback
A daft life

[Bridge]
Hold me
Hold mе
Hold me
Darling, please

[Verse 2]
You know you'll nеver be lonely, no, you'll always be loved
And maybe you never need more than that
But for the surplus that loves, what's to become of us?
Does it even register on your conscience?
Long for one last showdown from a box in a crowd
Air compressed tight to explode
I'm clenching my ticket to the only way out
As you disappear in a puff of smoke
[Chorus]
It's a half-life
With you as my quarterback
A daft life