And so you and I quite by chance near the phone I could call and make you crawl into bed 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 Don't say you're sorry for me Take that smile off your face Wipe that tear from your eye Don't say you're sorry for me
Oh, now look at me like a stormtrooper in drag And I bet you feel exactly like I do So disgusted and so tired of dealers in arms I don't hold your point of view
Nothing to do and nothing to sell And there is nothing to say Nothing to do and nothing to sell And there is nothing to say