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