lyrics by Tracey Clark
So we sat alone in silence, watching other cars go by
You wore a smile on your lips, oh but I …
I couldn’t think about anything else
Except how I’d like to put you on a shelf
Then you started talking, you and I could go so far
I close my eyes and imagine, you get hit by a car
I couldn’t think about anyone else
I’m very busy thinking about myself
Oh yeah I know the implications
I know exactly what it means
You know it’s only my imagination
I know you think that it’s obscene
Screaming at me from the kitchen, I pretend that I don’t hear
If you ever stop your bitchin’, I gotta get outta here
I couldn’t stand the yelling anymore
I had to say shut up and close the door
I’m asleep and I’m dreaming, but you won’t shut up
You know I don’t even listen, because you’re so fucked up
I couldn’t think about anyone else
I’m very busy thinking about myself
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Never wanna tell a secret, I didn’t wanna tell a lie
I don’t believe in superstition, stick a needle in my eye
You know I wouldn’t wish this on a friend
It’s just my way of getting to the end
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