I've got a notion, there's no emotion
He's just an auto-response to the commotion
He's got no future, he's just a loser
There are no meds to pull his head out of this stupor
You got his number, he's like a sunburn
He'll always itch you 'til you scratch, you never learn












Don't look at me and pretend you care
I'm not here, I'm not there, I'm not anywhere