Asleep like a monitor, a patiently blinking light
An amber pulse and no one is missing tonight (that's wishful thinking)
You haven't been turned off in a long, long time
And that's the only way you'll ever get turned on again
They were called blue movies - is Hollywood the saddest setting
For faking intimate moments (with all those cameras)
It doesn't seem to turn you on, or relieve your stress
That's not the only way life manages to turn you off
So you turn up your guitar and hope for the best
Asleep like a monitor, and everyone's sleeping tonight
Asleep like a monitor, and everyone is sleeping tonight
Sleeping tonight
Go to sleep tonight