I've got problems, so i write them in a book for me to read they're all mine so no one else will get to see my thoughts,my schemes and hopes and dreams put them away,just for a rainy day. I don't talk much, never found much reasoning to speak. Weather chats and pets are for the weak, and drained, and socially restrained... I don't really care about your stupid cat. I don't get out much, never been to fond of company. Better with the T.V. and just me. One mouth to feed instead of three, or four, with them it's just a chore. It's simply great when there's always plenty more. I fell in love once, she kicked me to the curb one summer night. It scared me half to death, but I'm alright. She was crazy as a bug that doesn't bite, or pinch, or crawl over your skin. I think about it, 'till my stomach starts to spin. Sure I get lonely, and wish for someone else to call my own. It's harder than it looks to be alone, and down, and out, and cold... How I wish that you and I could just grow old.
[00:19.58]I've got problems, [00:22.35]so i write them in a book for me to read [00:25.82]they're all mine so no one else will get to see [00:29.73]my thoughts,my schemes and hopes and dreams [00:32.71]put them away,just for a rainy day. [00:38.97]I don't talk much, [00:41.66]never found much reasoning to speak. [00:45.88]Weather chats and pets are for the weak, [00:49.00]and drained, and socially restrained... [00:52.11]I don't really care about your stupid cat. [01:15.53]I don't get out much, [01:18.11]never been to fond of company. [01:22.18]Better with the T.V. and just me. [01:26.43]One mouth to feed instead of three, [01:29.35]or four, with them it's just a chore. [01:32.48]It's simply great when there's always plenty more. [01:39.19]I fell in love once, [01:41.62]she kicked me to the curb one summer night. [01:45.58]It scared me half to death, but I'm alright. [01:49.95]She was crazy as a bug that doesn't bite, [01:53.22]or pinch, or crawl over your skin. [01:56.48]I think about it, 'till my stomach starts to spin. [02:03.24]Sure I get lonely, [02:05.75]and wish for someone else to call my own. [02:10.19]It's harder than it looks to be alone, [02:13.63]and down, and out, and cold... [02:16.82]How I wish that you and I could just grow old.
