some things you never get used to

even though you're feeling like another man

there's nothing that he can do for you

to shut me away as you walk through

lovers laughing in the amateur hour

holding hands in the corridors of power

even though I'm with somebody else right now



CHORUS:

high fidelity

can you hear me? Can you hear me? Can you hear me?

High fidelity

can you hear me? Can you hear me? Can you hear me?



There's a new kind of dedication

maybe you'll find it down the tunnel

maybe I got above my station

maybe you're only changing channels

even though you're nowhere near me

and I know you kiss him so sincerely now

even though the signal's indistinct

and your worry what silly people think

who just can't wait to feel so frozen out

I bet he thinks he that was chosen, out of millions

I suppose he'll never know about



chorus