And I got pictures of you lying in my room
If I swept my floor, I'd have nothing to lose
And I have nothing but respect and sympathetic feelings
But you just spit on me and then you
Run, I don't know what you're running from
Bored, not thinking what to do
For I've sent letters out, I've seen them in your mail
No matter how you burn my paper trail
And I don't hate you but I can't see
What would make you
Feel as if there's nothing there, instead you
Run, I don't know what you're running from
Bored, not thinking what to do
And I, I don't know what you're running from
But you, you chase your tail and lose