she says, "he's a novel" i told her that's called smoking she said a boy my age should have learned to by now, by now
she's got more bounce back than my, my stretch armstrong with another before i've recovered, and crossed her name off my wall if you have seen me, a third rate houdini with lines like "the problem was me"
now freedom's just word for watching TV let the cold lonely blue light over me freedom's another word for watching TV now there's a hole in the wall where no hole be
so for forgiveness no such thing as a chance my bed's a mess i lie in it, all by
my cats talk to me, they've taken her side i'm sure hear the sound as if she's coming 'round, and all three of us stare at the door god damn i said when i sat on her bed the problem's not her, that the problem was me
now just another word for watching TV let the cold lonely blue light over me freedom's just word for watching TV now there's a hole in the wall no hole should be
he was the arrogant bastard she'd say "wait up" - it that he'd walk faster it's with distance and time that she got him out of her mind and now i find that that bastard, that was me
now a hole in the wall where no hole should be
yeah, freedom's just another for watching TV let the cold lonely blue light over me just another word means nothing to me and since you've left there's been nothing on freedom's just another freedom's another word freedom's another word freedom's another word freedom's just another just another word there's on