She's the song that you tried to sing
And the note that you couldn't hit
So you locked her up in a music box

Turned the key on all of us
She spins silver strings in the dark
With metal teeth that ring in her heart

When the cover drops
The world just fades


Away, away, away from her
Waiting, waiting, waiting for her
To say it

K-I-S-S I'm in distress,
I need someone to spell it out
You know our love's not unconditional


A book of matches and a cigarette
A love note that you never sent

You can fold it up
But you won't forget
You can strike a match

But it still might not light

Now I'm the one that's stuck inside

The silver cage
The bird that can't fly away
Clip its wings

If it sings of

The way, the way, the way that it hurt

Waiting, waiting, waiting for her
To say it
K-I-S-S I'm in distress,

I need someone to spell it out
You know our love's not unconditional
K-I-S-S I'm in distress,

there's nothing left to talk about
You know our love's not unconditional


Low F-I-D-E-L-I-T-Y
Do all love songs turn out this way?
Can't you hear me when I say:

"You're in my heart
In my hands
'round my neck"


We move like a carousel
Streak lights and mirrors fill our eyes

It's time to let this go
Can't stop spinning


Around, around, around...
K-I-S-S I'm in distress, I need someone to spell it out
You know our love's not unconditional