This is not love
This is not even worth a point of view
In echo park, i
Pause for effect and whisper 'who are you? '

They crawl out of their holes for me
And I die: you die
Hear them laugh, watch them turn on me
And I die: you die
See my scars, they call me such things
Tear me, tear me, tear me

Now I have your names
Screaming 'you will suffer' and 'you're all too late'
Now I feel young
Does everything stop when the old dame fails?

They crawl out of their holes for me
And I die: you die
Hear them laugh, watch them turn on me
And I die: you die
See my scars, they call me such things
Tear me, tear me, tear me

But I'm still frightened by the telephone

• A Game Called Echo
• Are 'friends' Electric?
• Down in The Park
• I Die: You Die
• I Dream of Wires
• I'm an Agent
• Photograph
• Please Push No More
• Remember I Was Vapour
• Remind Me to Smile
• Sleep by Windows
• Telekon
• The Aircrash Bureau
• The Joy Circuit
• This Wreckage
• Trois Gymnopedies
• We Are Glass