Mr. Nothing

what makes you think that i would like to join you for a drink? i'll tell you what i found i really pity you when i hear the sound of your voice in my ear you're too loud i cant hear any time anywhere i turn 'round and you're there i don't wanna go home yet don't you dare think that i'll let myself believe a word you say mr. nothing-but-kind-words always bent over backwards blowing smoke and it's not okay i see him here again most week nights, certainly weekends it#s never going to end and i will never be his friend get your voice out my ear you're too loud i cant hear any time anywhere i turn 'round and you're there it's the same script you speak it's sending me to sleep i'll be out having fun you appear and i am done i don't wanna go home yet don't you dare think that i'll let myself believe a word you say mr. nothing-but-kind-words always bent over backwards blowing smoke and it's not okay any time anywhere i turn 'round and you're there it's the same script you speak it's sending me to sleep i don't wanna go home yet don't you dare think that i'll let myself believe a word you say mr. nothing-but-kind-words always bent over backwards blowing smoke and it's not okay 'kay