Greyhound

I don't know who you think i thought i was On the kitchen tiles picking glass out of the dust You know i'm not ever up to much You know i'm not ever up to much I don't know who i think i thought i was Trying to fix my bike tires, disregard the rust You know if i'm up late i'm not up to much You know if i'm up late i'm not up to much I'm not sure where i fucked up I'm not sure if i don't talk enough Should have known that you don't like to be touched Should have known that you don't like to be touched You know i'm not ever up to much You know if i'm up late i'm not up to much Should have known that you don't like to be touched Should have known that you don't like to be touched