Missing out on her, missing out on her Go tell her you'd like to I've got a lot of friends, got a lot of friends But not many like you We're going out again, going until the end See what we might do You got a lot of friends, got a lot of friends But how many like you? Yeah Her hair was long and white She sat down and stared outside I saw her only for a few seconds Wondered about her life problems How many kids and how about her husband? How was her mother? Did she have a father? Did she keep a lover between the lines? Did she have a passion they didn't know about? Did she run or did she stay? What's it gonna take for you to say? Did she kiss or did she bite? Is she gonna stay with you tonight? A broken record make a sound It's there lying on the ground A broken record make a sound It's there lying on the ground She sat at breakfast two chairs behind And her eyes were like the ones of a child Her hair was long and so very white Just like the snow setting outside Did she keep on pushing 'til she got what she want? Did she keep on pushing 'til she got what she didn't want? Did she run or did she stay? What's it gonna take for you to say? Did she kiss or did she bite? Is she gonna stay with you tonight? A broken record make a sound It's there lying on the ground A broken record make a sound It's there lying on the ground Don't know where this is going, but I can't hear a sound This space is getting closer, the clothes are on the ground You'll always be the cancer, yeah, you'll always be a freak I know that you don't know me, yeah, you told me last week You're always looking at me, but that smile makes a sound I know that I can't talk 'cause I'm never coming round You'll always be the answer, yeah, you'll always be my freak I know that you don't know me, yeah, you told me last week Too many of you to know what I'm into Too many days to know how to trace them Too many of you to know what I'm into Too many days to know how to trace them Too many of you to know what I'm into Too many days to know how to trace them Too many of you to know what I'm into Too many days to know how to trace them