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"
