She w on't sp eak t o me
Won't sp eak
And it's all my own fa ult
Baby, I'm afraid to l et you k now
They s tole the show and t owed the rowboat
Though s low
We're on the go like r abbits in the snow
Baby, I'm a lonely ki nd of ma n
Like a rapper with a f orty in his hand
I c an't st and
When you talk ab out that other man
Every day I w atch the TV shows
It's g etting so I k now the shows hosts
I d on't b oast
Maybe I should t ry and make the most
I'm always biting mor e than I can chew
To loo se the blues I ch oose to flew the coop
Who knew ?
Is it news that you were out the loop ?
Instrumental :
Dreaming is a singing of the mind
And ta ste is just like se eing to the blind.