[Verse 1]
I intentionally wrote it out to be an illegible mess
You wanted me to write you letters, but I'd rather lose your address
And forget that we'd ever met and what did or did not occur
Sitting in the station, it's all a blur

[Bridge]
Of dancehall hips, pretentious quips
A boxer's bob and weave

[Verse 2]
And here's the kicker of this whole shebang: You're in debt and completely fooled
That you can look into the mirror and objectively rank your wounds

[Bridge]
Sewing circles are not solely based in trades of cloth
There's spinsters all around here taking notes
Reporting on us

[Chorus]
As information travels faster
In the modern age, in the modern age
As our days are crawling by
So slowly
Information travels faster
In the modern age, in the modern age
As our days are crawling by
So slowly
Information travels faster
In the modern age, in the modern age
As our days are crawling by
So slowly
Information travels faster
In the modern age, in the modern age
As our days are crawling by
So slowly