With Dylan its poems, I dont like his prose You dont know what youre talking about To show your indifference You did your top button And Patrick said, stop fucking around And oh, its all too real I drove myself half to death Wondering about who you woke up with Not much fun is it? Takes a lot to resist, not to admit What Im feeling jealous about Cause all your friends are too good looking You joke around but oh, its all too real I drove myself half to death Wondering about who you woke up with I drove myself half to death Wondering about who you woke up with Not much fun is it? Everybody knows but me...
drove, wondering, woke, half, death