Trip Lyrics

Making faces from across the room

Look at me looking at you

What's your name, my name too

I'm getting the chills sitting next to you

Shake myself in your soul

The blood in your veins

The smell your clothes

What am I suppose to do

There's nothing left for me to choose

Make my move or walk away

Once again with out a date

Is it me or do I smell

I had a shower the other what the hell, is going on

Just where do I belong

I don't really care

Get outta my hair, get outta my hair

Smoke my cigarettes and drive my car

Flick your ashes on my bedroom floor

Wear my underwear, steal my shirts

I think it's love and then you burp

If I died you'd probably spit on my grave

And date my friends the very next day

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When I try to call you on the telephone

My pants are falling my socks don't fit

I can't seem to walk with out having to trip over you

Just what am I gonna do

I don't really care

Get outta my hair, get outta my head

What is said, what is done

I take it on the run

I won't apologize

I won't be telling lies

How could you, why would you

Take advantage of and leave me of my love

Then leave

Smash my windows and keyed my car

And outta the blue you send a birthday card

What's a man suppose to do

When all I get is grieve from you

Playing games and trashin' my

Who could it be

Hopefully nobody for me

I don't really care

Get outta my hair