I hear you on the phone telling all your friends I'm a liar
Telling all your friends you see fire in me, no desire in me

Well your left eyebrow is always on the burn
Your right eyebrow is always my concern

Tell me tell me tell me, what the fuck do you see in me?
'Cause I don't see it

Well I heard you on the phone, heard you on the phone,;
I hear you on the phone and you broke my new alarm clock

I saw you in my class You're holding photos of a mall rat
And wondering if you'll get your paycheck yet, your paycheck yet

But your left signals, they tell where to run
Your right signals, they tell you where to turn

Tell me tell me tell me, where the fuck do you think you'll run?
'Cause I can't help you