cos I'm the one who knows everyone bar ber que lungs

none of you know what I'm thinking

who on earth would believe a word that you say

your disturbed in a strange facinated way

your disturbed, I think your disturbed

I've told you once

to switch all the lights off

you never believe that

stay near the windowthe window



phone me at 3 or 4

close the door (1, 2, 3, 4)

phone me at 3 or 4

time for the math test

I come over to you, at your chair you face up

I reply politely stare back

back

I'm so backward

I almost forgot

why I'm sitting