Without Caffeine (Lyrics)

I lost my ticket again, stuck in the lining of my bag, with seams that seem to rip, and thread together all the things that I never needed: lipstick and receipts and calling cards to call home. I wish that I could stay right on the beat; replace my heart with a drum machine so I can sing and not think. I take my seat next to a man; he checks his watch, and looks then looks away. The turn signal clicks like a metronome. I can never follow those. I'm always a little bit ahead. I wish that I could stay right on the beat; replace my heart with a drum machine, so I could sing and not thinking about anything. Replace my mind with a battery, So I can run without caffeine, I can't live my life on coffee.