Lyric Tickets To What You Need

I m turning the lights down low
Ready to make my move
Get you tickets to what you need
I m treading the borderlines
And ruining people s lives by giving them what they need
You re quite right to ask what s wrong with me
You want to take a look at my head
Even I ve been thinking what s wrong with me
I watch the news instead

I m turning Madonna down
I m calling it my best move
I ll get her tickets to what she needs
I m hugging my eiderdown
Employing a microscope
To find you the things you need

Now I m ready to tell you what s wrong with me
I m feeling the emptiness rise
And I d trade the whole thing quite gladly
For something of similar size
Shape, colour, weight, change your shirt, don t be late.

I m turning the lights down low
Ready to make my move
Get you tickets to what you need

What s wrong with me, What s wrong with me?
What s wrong with me, What s wrong with me?