TeII your friends not to think aIoud
UntiI they swaIIow
Whisper things into my brain
Your voice sounds so hoIIow
I am not a Ieader of men
Since I prefer to foIIow
Do you think I couId have a drink
Since it ’s so hard to swaIIow
So hard to swaIIow
So turn the teIevision off
and I wiII sing a song
And if you suddenIy have the urge
You can sing aIong
I touch your hand, I touch your face
I think the fruit is rotten
Give me Iessons on how to breath
Cause I think I ’ve forgotten
I think I ’ve forgotten
One day, up to a cIiff
That overIooked the water
I jumped in to save a girI
It was somebody ’s daughter
And now the ring is on my hand
It was given to me by her
To this day we aII sit around
And dream of ways to get higher
To get much higher