Zooming in on a
Dark shade of green
In a tearful eye
Cut to a face in an old car
Slowly pulling away
A blurred shot
Out through the back window
She's leaning on a lamppost
Looking down
Close-up as she starts to wave
But then change her mind
Who's going to make the first call
Who'll say sorry and
Who'll say let's forget it all
Rerun
Like those old movies
They always
Rerun
The same story again
In a rerun
Rerun
Rerun
Rerun
Fading in on a suitcase
On a bedroom floor
It reflects the blue light of a show
That no one's watching anymore
A handheld shot of the bed
Awkward touches and soft voices
But you don't know what's being said
A slow pan leaves them alone
With more trouble a few frames ahead
Cause who will admit they were wrong
And play the underdog
Hoping that this time it will last
Rerun
Like a bad dream
That comes back to haunt you in a
Rerun
It's all over again in a
Rerun
Their lips are moving
But there's no sound
Well maybe the words come later
Out of sync
Out of hope
Out of love
Out of time
But dreaming of a
Rerun
With a better end
Though we know we're dumb
To even pretend
We can change a line in a
Rerun
Rerun like those old movies
They always
Rerun
The same story again
In a rerun
Rerun
Rerun
Rerun
