You know you shouldn't ever try to ignore me
It's so hard to identify you
With your fingernails painted red
Now, there's all this talk about dying
Now, there's all this talkin' about dying
And unraveled your last ball of twine
Man, I don't get it, for the life of me
You pass in silence in the mornin'
She don't back down
She don't come around here
Now, there's all this talkin' about dying
You pass in silence in the mornin'
Well, I know you find it hard to smile
She don't back down
She don't back down
And there's all this talk about dying
She don't back down
You know you don't need to to ignore me
Sweaty hands and blood shot eyes
To keep your happiness in style
She don't come around here
And there's all this talkin' about dying
Man, I don't get it, for the life of me
Decorated from head to toe
Like a magician in a talent show
She don't come around here
Just a loser in a loser's disguise
And you look to be pretty nervous
Man, I don't get it, for the life of me
And she won't come around here
And broke your last bottle of wine
And your eyes all ready to wed
Man, I don't get it, for the life of me
Blindfolded on a train from Tibet
And so, you smoked your last cigarette
