hey shall we wade through the room for the street and finally to me he asked me what i'm drinking my friend johnny tugging on my sleeve asked if i wanna leave and what i'm really thinking is
why can't it be easy, easy why don't you leave me, leave me, leave me be
i can't see us swaying i can't hear what you're saying
i'm sitting here stuck and plastered to my seat i think of a reason to leave when you finally start speaking
i'll take a a long stroll walked down washington street half asleep on my feet half aware if i'm dreaming
i'll go home alone a sinking stone a switched-off telephone i'll go on briefly a frozen breeze a fallen down factory
i still see us swaying but i can't hear what you're saying
i just lost the plot got a little copped been a little knocked i just hit a wall had a little fall i felt a swinging wrecking ball
and why should that be why don't you tell me why don't you tell me
i'm sure you'll tell me why don't you tell me i guess you'd tell me tell me
