You're too far to bring you close
And too high to see below
Just hanging on your daily doseI know you never needed anyone
But the rolling papers for your grass
How can you give what you don't have?You keep on aiming for the top
And quit before you sweat a drop
Feed your empty brain with your hydroponic potStart out playing with yourself
You get more fun within your shell
Nice to meet you, but I gotta go my way
I'll leave again 'cause I've been waiting in vain
But you're so in love with yourself
If I say "my heart is sore"
Sounds like a cheap metaphor
So I won't repeat it no moreI'd rather eat my soup with a fork
Or drive a cab in New York
'Cause to talk to you is harder workSo what's the point of wasting all my words?
If it's just the same or even worse
Than reading poems to a horseYou keep on aiming for the top
And quit before you sweat a drop
Feed your empty brain with your hydroponic potI bet you'll find someone like you
'Cause there's a foot for every shoe
And I wish you luck, but I've other things to do
I'll leave again 'cause I've been waiting in vain
But you're so in love with yourself
If I say "my heart is sore"
Sounds like a cheap metaphor
So I won't repeat it no moreI'll leave again 'cause I've been waiting in vain
If I say "my heart is sore"
Sounds like a cheap metaphorI'll leave again 'cause I've been waiting in vain
But you're so in love with yourself
If I say "my heart is sore"
Sounds like a cheap metaphor
So I won't repeat it no more
