I'ma gonna build myself a time machine On particle physics and the power steam It runs on diesel oil and Donnie Darko daydreams Packed a pair of socks and a hunting riffle Change of underwear and some snacks to trifle Scared of going back you know how I'm forgetful
To go back and to see the way things really used to be Not the way we remember them at all
Packed up, sat in my Delorean Like some kind of amateur historian I'll visit the Renaissance and the Romans, the Victorians Drinking in Deadwood in the 1880s Rock and roll and drive thrus in the 1950s Trying not to change things so the plot lines don't get shifty
To go back and to see the way things really used to be Not the way we remember them To go back and to see the way things really used to be Not the way we remember them at all
Cause I can't recall, you tell it to me false What if everything were to change completely If you just saw a replay of the crucial scenes From the passenger window of a time machine?
In truth the real reason that I built this here machine Was just to travel back a couple of years To when we first met before the fights and tears To a time when you and I first got together Simple days and simple words like "forever" Tripped off our tongues, come on you must remember
To go back and to see the way things really used to be Before life quietly dismembers All the best things about you and I before the doubts Drowned out all of the mirth and mercy Come on baby please you must remember