Ticking clocks, ticking clocks. Why won't you stop? I've pulled the numbers right off yet you tick and you tock. Like a key turned in a lock to lock and then unlock over and over again.
Ticking clocks, ticking clocks. Why won't you stop? I've ripped your hands off, yet you tick and you tock. I tore your heart out and yet it still beats over and over again.
Ticking clocks, ticking clocks. Why won't you stop? I put a knife through my chest yet you tick and still tock. Like time does not stop even when my heart is wrought with pain, with pain, with pain.
Inspired by a song I wrote awhile ago where the words were "I take time away from the clock, pulling the numbers right off. Thinking that will make it stop. Make it stop"