Wrong Nothing

And it causes wear right through my eyes
Another chance I've grown to realize
Something's wrong, there's nothing wrong
Nothing wrong at all
Have to make our problems up as we go along

I drill on you, I drill on you too
I drill on you, I drill on you too long, too long

I smell the rain as it beats down upon the summer stone
Settles on the dots, now we're not alone
There's something wrong, there's nothing wrong
Nothing wrong at all
Have to make our problems up as we go along

I drill on you, I drill on you too
I drill on you, I drill on you too long, too long