| Irreplaceable
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| As you search secondhand
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| To replace what you lost
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| He’s a nervous old man
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| And you ask «what's this cost»
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| Somehow it crashed to the floor
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| Where’s the concern, he knows there’s more
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| Somehow a note’s on your door
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| You have been burned, there are no more
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| Irreplaceable, it’s irreplaceable
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| As you search the cafes
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| To replace what is lost
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| All their eyes start to glaze
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| When you drone on your loss
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| Somehow you stumble and fall
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| Glass everywhere, everyone roars
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| Somehow a telephone call
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| You were a pair, not any more
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| Irreplaceable, it’s irreplaceable, not interchangeable
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| They’re designed to break, they’re designed to break
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| They’re designed to fail, they’re designed to fail
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| They’re designed to flake, they’re designed to flake
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| They’re designed to fail, they’re designed to fail
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| Irreplaceable, it’s irreplaceable
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| If you should stumble and fall
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| You may turn red, fire-engine red
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| One month from now you’ll forget falling at all
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| But who’s in your bed
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| Irreplaceable, it’s irreplaceable |