she says, "he's a novel" i told her that's smoking dope she said a boy my age have learned to cope by now, by now
she's got bounce back than my, my stretch armstrong doll she's another before i've recovered, and crossed her name off my wall if you could have seen me, a rate houdini escaping with lines "the problem was me"
now just another word for watching TV let the cold blue light wash over me freedom's just another for watching TV now there's a hole in the wall no hole should be
so much for no thing as a second chance my bed's a 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 said i sat on her bed that the problem's not her, the problem was me
now freedom's just another word for TV let the cold blue light wash over me freedom's just another for watching TV now a hole in the wall where no hole should be
he was such the arrogant say "wait up" - it seemed that he'd walk faster it's only with distance and time she got him out of her mind and now i find that bastard, that bastard was me
now there's a hole in the where no hole should be
yeah, just another word for watching TV let the lonely blue light wash over me freedom's just another word means nothing to me and since you've left there's been on freedom's just another just another word freedom's another word freedom's another word freedom's just another freedom's just another there's on