Stretched Out

Let's not count the last column of beads

Promised me I'd pass, then you present me with these

Letters all in code

Letters all in code

You never taught me how to read

And it's true I have no use

But instead I have a clue

And it's stretching out my skin

So I leave it to you again

All your spinning numbers

Only cross my eyes

And if this record's stuck

I guess that I don't take the prize this time

And it's true I have no use

But instead I have a clue

And it's stretching out my skin

So I leave it to you again

And it's true I have no use

But instead I have a clue

And it's stretching out my skin

So I leave it to you again