Image Is Nothing, Lobsters Are Everything

Closed doors won't open up for you, not now, not anymore
You're not the person that you used to be
You light a cigarette and say that it won't satisfy you
Like you just aren't satisfying me

What can I do?
What can I say to you?
To try an' figure out whatever's on your mind
I think there's something I'm supposed to see

Read me that open book that I've been waiting for so long
You've checked it out while checking out with me

What will I do?
What will I say?
Been here before each and every day
Know that you'll just run away

What will I do?
What will I say?
Been here before each and every day
Know that you'll just run away