The Automatic

The things that run in my blood
I just gave up so fast
I've got nothing left to give
secrets don't keep themselves
I'm sick of hiding the answer from the question here
what did I find in my head
and no conviction
and a fire that had gone out
that lit up when the radio signal went out
Chorus
Lets look back,
I cant remember when,
The last time anything I said, meant anything,
But things change, things change, things change