five o'clock to dress up
ten o'clock for the smell and hair
a decennia of twitching eyes
for our useless switching time

what's the use
never look at him
stop staring at the screen
and call me

we'll use our wrong time for nothing
instead of your soap tears
we'll make all your empty lines
really happen here

ravenous and craving
my credibility is failing
why do i
keep looking at you?

leave me on time
before you're off the air
now leave me again
and numb yourself to death