How's the taste of your own foot?
To speak and not be right
Ain't never comin' back
Now that I know
And ignore what I'm feeling
Not really diggin' this
Now that I've seen
Not really diggin' this
And decide with all of it
The way that it's goin'
The way that I'm feelin'
You'd like to just rewrite
Oh, by the way can you get on with it?
I can find nothing wrong with it
And to know that if it goes right
Now that I've seen
Well that's fine, hey I don't mind
I can find nothing wrong with it
Not really diggin' this
Oh, by the way can you get on with it?
Well that's fine, hey I don't mind
Not really diggin' this
Not really diggin' this
Pull out the welcome mat
I called him twice today
I never wondered why
Inside is unappealin'
To laugh without knowin'
They said he went away
They tried to hold him, hold him
Did I ask for your input?
You'll never find out if I wanted it
My life and take what you like
I never wondered why
They tried to hold him, hold him
And you say in your polite way
Now that I've seen
And you say in your polite way
You stare at the ceiling
Now that I know
