Scram
Dust off the instruments
Do you still know how to play?
With the pride of lions you rub me the wrong way
I want to want you
I want to want you
My face has changed
I don't look the same
A human mutation
Alienation factory
Too much information, maybe.
What a bad judge of character you were
I would fake it if I could
It would probably be for my own good
Honesty is a curse
It only makes it worse.
I want to want you
I want to want you
You're such a lucky man