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