Quite by chance near the phone
I could call and make you crawl into bed
Questions always questions
I'll just speak in slow motion
About obsessions with boys on the floor
Take that smile off your face
Wipe that tear from your eye
Take that smile off your face
Wipe that tear from your eye
Like a stormtrooper in drag
I'll bet you feel exactly like I do
Rhythm and needles in arms
I don't want your point of view
And there's nothing to say
And there's nothing to say