i forgot all about this
staying up listening to clock ticks
but i guess i like it.

i suppose i'm not used to it.
but i choose to do this.
it's how i'm passin' the ti-i-i-ime,
so i'm fine.

i feel fresh like the morning paper
too many words, but lots of pictures.
but i'm lying on my back in the driveway
everyone's just driving on the highway
and i'm pretty sure you won't be coming way
to give me a read
you don't like what you see now.
you don't like

how i pass my t-i-i-i-me
but that's fine.