I set my hand to writing you, it drifted off the page I sold my one vision, for a piece of the cake I haven't ate in days For unspoken value aesthetic and charm I'd smile at you sideways But the lighting is wrong I'm taking a picture and counting the cost While the bells in my ears keep ringing I set my hand to writing you, it drifted of the page I nearly fell I feel like a lowlife in hell And I haven't slept in days and days, days and days Beat on my Fender through my Gemini two Play to the posters on the wall of my room Thought I was crazy when I'd think about you And the bells in my ears keep ringing And the bells in my ears keep ringing In my ear bells are ringing