 I was at a show
Backstage, untying my shoes
There was your friend, from Wire Image
Standing beside her was you
An eagle told me, "Don't do it"
My nice image would go up in fumes
But the head went out the ears started
So you ended up in my room
Texting me a hundred times
Calling me a hundred times
Hoping it's not you this time
Damn, I gotta change my line
Texting me, you gonna die
Calling a psychiatric mind
Friends and family should know I'm
Reporting this as a crime
I bet you heard this song, wonderin' who I'm talkin' 'bout
I said I bet you heard this song, wonderin' who I'm talkin' 'bout
I bet you heard this song, wonderin' who I'm talkin' 'bout
I bet you heard this song, wonderin' who I'm talkin' 'bout:
You!
Yeah, baby
Yeah, baby
These frustrated nights
E-mails that could evoke tears (I like you, I like you, I love you, I think I'm dying!)
My friend asked me for your e-mail address
She said she'd take it from here
She said she'd try to walk you through the picture, but (He doesn't like you!)
For you nothing is clear (Heh, but why?)
Now she too is frustrated, and damn
That's been a year
Texting me a hundred times
Calling me a hundred times
Hoping it's not you this time
Damn, I gotta change my line
Texting me, you gonna die
Calling a psychiatric mind
Friends and family should know I'm
Reporting this as a crime
I bet you heard this song, wonderin' who I'm talkin' 'bout
I said I bet you heard this song, wonderin' who I'm talkin' 'bout
I bet you heard this song, wonderin' who I'm talkin' 'bout
I bet you heard this song, wonderin' who I'm talkin' 'bout:
You!
Yeah, baby
Yeah, baby
As you listened to this song
I hope your thought process evolved
It's not your reasoning that's wrong
It's that deep down everything is gone
The place is empty, no lights on
Instead happiness, you'll be sprawled
Across the face of your heart's wall
But you'll press pause and you'll just call (fuck!)
Aw, baby
You can't help yourself
Baby
You can't help yourself
I bet you heard this song, wonderin' who I'm talkin' 'bout
I said I bet you heard this song, wonderin' who I'm talkin' 'bout
I bet you heard this song, wonderin' who I'm talkin' 'bout
I bet you heard this song, wonderin' who I'm talkin' 'bout:
You!
Yeah, baby
Yeah, baby
You!
(The saxophone makes my head hurt.)
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