Running Out

Scissor Sisters - Running Out

One two three four give me more

Cause I think we re going down

What you need it for?

Pass the wealth around

We re going right back to the borderline

Now you just save yourself

I m on my own

No use to no one else

Cause I every time I think I m fine

You keep on dreaming up

A hundred different ways

to cause hysteria

Am I insane, am I blind?

I just can t seem to trust

Too many regulations

coming back at ya

We re running out

Of money

Of love

Of luck

Of language

Of fame

Of bread

Something tells me that I m fine

But when I get enough

Another one wouldn t be too much

And still I chew it up and spit it out

It s too big to swallow

Got enough for everyone

So here we go

Ohh, let s see how far that we can run

before this gig is over

I hear the warning sign

on everybody s stereo

Do you love, what do you like

What would you do for more?

You kept on dancing underneath the

burning floor

Of each other

Of confidence

Of drugs

Of patience

Of air