I turn on the TV. It doesn't speak too much to me. So I go to the radio. . Turn it back around. Turn it back around. Turn it back around. . I have an uncle named Joe.
Lost. Taking myself away. Straight on out of here. And I'm one. There's nothing left to say. The world's too small. I haven't got the nerve. . So I say hello.
you talk about me. like i'm not even there. you must think i'm a loser. that i don't even care. . but when you smile and say. you want me to go away. that's when i know.