I know not of anger
Better than a bleak eyesore
And all that's trouble for you now
We are where
We were when
In touch with my grudge when it's on
For yours yea I keep in line
I've learned to say oh
That I don't want to blow away to your love
I don't want to blow away
Who Is the best I've known?
Some thinner gent with a better show
That I can't count on
And in it we are
But it used to be
Just me getting sick about you
Sitting in my car in a cul-de-sac
Looking for an answer
Trying to find another way
I don't work in daylight
Better than the rest I've known
For some time now
Will only trip on me
My legs and tongue when it's on all fours
Yea I'm best awake
I've learned to say oh
That I don't want to blow away to your love
I don't want to blow away
Who Is the best I've known?
Some thinner gent with a better show
That I can't count on
And in it we are
Well if that son of Sam
Don't give a damn
It kind of makes me wanna smile
And take a photograph
In the dark with all of the lights off
And in it we are
But it used to be just me
Getting sick about you
Sitting in my car
In a cul-de-sac
Looking for an answer
Trying to find another way
Sing a little song about you
Trying to get on your good side.