Call the police or let the neighbors hear you scream Your center of attention. Settle out of court, don't want to make a scene. Automatic reputation.
Guided by voices and led by thieves Don't move to California And sell me out...cause I won't... sell me out
CHORUS: Say what you want to Face to face or nothing matters at all. That's what you get. Don't talk around it.
Stop reading my mind and make the telephone ring Waiting for the white out. Put your soul on ice cause you can't come clean It takes one to fake one, Forget about it.
CHORUS
At seventeen I had a break down, a psychic reading and a new sound. I wanna talk about the clear blue mourning You read it...get it? Oh now forget about it.
