I'm waiting for the bus to come
I'm lying on a bench
Thinking of a book I read
And wondering what it meant
I hear footsteps coming closer
It's an ordinary man
He comes up to me, shakes my hand
And asks me who I am
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Too many happy faces, I wonder what that means
Are you personally offended by an iron on your jeans
Too many happy faces, is that more than you can bear
Or is it part of what you should be, lack of hygiene in your hair
Oohooh... Oohooh...
Oohooh... .....
There's a reason so well hidden
Why I was torn apart from you
Like a song I've never written
Like a joke without a clue
No I don't want to close my eyes and think of you
How I'd like to get you back, but He won't let me
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There's a chair in my head on which I used to sit
Took a pencil and I wrote the following on it
Now there's a key where my wonderful mouth used to be
Dig it up, throw it at me
Dig it up, throw it at me
Where can I run to, where can I .....
I hold it, I fold it
I throw it on the floor
I wrote it, but maybe I'm afraid
That you'll be bored
It's very real and true and sad
And hopeful just like me
It's one of those things I'll never tell
I'll carve .....
I will walk away from you
(Don't stop me)
I will walk away from you
(Don't blame me)
I have felt the ugly midget kicking on my knee
I have seen the ugly midget walking over me
I will tell you what I've learned
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