Some afternoon tea | |
And that will do it for me | |
Did I conceive you | |
Or are you talking to me | |
And I will read my mind instead | |
And I could tell you | |
That you are very dead | |
I walk around town | |
And stare although I am blind | |
Maybe I'm patient | |
Or am I out of my mind | |
And I will read your mind instead | |
And I could tell you | |
That you are very dead | |
You are not well read | |
If I could stay awake | |
Or at the very least pretend | |
In every way I'm feeling gone | |
Without this day I can't go on | |
(Repeat Chorus) |