It could be I was abandoned, a product of neglect Of this morbid fascination with drowning self respect That drives me to your door And I'm demanding an encore
I keep ignoring the distant early warning
It takes such concentration to keep you off my mind But if you get a cancellation just give me the sign And I'll drive beyond the limit I'll be running the red lights And I'll knock before I enter
I keep ignoring the distant early warning
Oh let me emphasize if I compromise Let you terrorize then apologize
Tonight I'll dream of water crashing on my head Waves of aggravation and passions underfed And in the morning I'll have coffee To try to stimulate the time I'll draw arrows by your name While the dark lines run through mine
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