Bright Idea

Did somebody tell you what I couldn't tell you

I hope they did

I hope they didn't

Well I oughta regret it

Or should I forget it

Whatever this is

It feels electric

You shot me a sweet look

Gave me your yearbook

Told me to sign it

It was a signal

But I couldn't find the words

I just couldn't find the nerve

As usual

Here's my bright idea

I'll just disappear

I'll just fly away from here

(Hey!)

And now you're in Hollywood

Right in my neighborhood

Things are really looking up for you

An army of managers

And lots of pretty boys lining up

To read for you

Oh, I'm pretty sure that it was you

That I bumped into just the other day

At the record store

But I still don't have a clue

I just couldn't talk to you

As usual

Here's my bright idea

Mmmm

I'll just disappear

Woah

Here's my bright idea

Bamb bamb bamb bamb

I'll just disappear

I'll just fly away from here

So I come to your event

In my well rehearsed mystique

I show up an hour late

But I've been ready for a week

And you float into the hallway

like some neon silohuette

I'm slowly losing oxygen

and my hands are soaking wet

all the cameras and reporters

piling up on one another

just to get a look at you

they all want an interview

Then I make my move

push them out of my way

but I still just don't know what to say

Here's my bright idea

Mmmmm

I'll just disappear

Woah

Here's my bright idea

Bamb bamb bamb bamb

I'll just disappear

I'll just fly away from here

Here's my bright idea

Here's my bright idea

Here's my bright

Here's my bright

Here's my bright idea

Woah

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