Green light, Seven Eleven You stop for a pack of cigarettes Don''t smoke, don''t even want to Hey now, check your change Dressed up like a car crash The wheels are turning but you''re upside down You say when he hits you, you don''t mind Because when he hurts you, you feel alive Is that what it is? Red lights ,grey morning You stumble out of a hole in the ground A vampire or a victim It depends on who''s around You used to stay in, watch the adverts You could lip synch to the talk shows And if you look you look through me And when you talk it''s not to me And when I touch you, you don''t feel a thing If I could stay Then the night would give you up Stay And the day would keep its trust Stay And the night would be enough Far away ,so close Up with the static and the radio With satellite television You can go anywhere Miami, New Orleans London ,Belfast and Berlin And if you listen I can''t call And if you jump, you just might fall And if you shout I''ll only hear you