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