well i find myself on the floor more often these days than i did before with this narrow notion that i m somehow always missing out that someday soon i ll finally feel you now by some good effort of virtue but how long how long will i sing songs of emptiness and go on go on i m clean but i m complacent where d you go where d you go my god i m so sick of asking but i need to know hands gripped to the steering wheel i m screaming out where d you go where d you go i ve been sitting here for hours with my eyes closed i m clean but i m complacent well it must be nice to get the point to arrange your whole life and know exactly where you re going but i ll take it one step at a time is what i want right now but no matter the measure it s never enough somehow but how long how long will i sing songs of emptiness and go on go on so fake but i can t face it where d you go where d you go my god i m so sick of asking but i need to know hands gripped to the steering wheel i m freaking out where d you go where d you go i ve been sitting here for hours with my eyes closed i m clean but i m complacent  when the lights go out are you tossing in your sleep fragile like me saying where did you go where did you and the nights we spent there dancing through the streets oh the kids from calvary where did they go where did they where d you go where d you go my god it s a simple question but i need to know hands gripped to the steering wheel i m screaming out don t be fooled by what i show without you i m nothing without you i won t make it oh i m clean but i m complacent