Selling Out and Going Home

I know it's something when you tell me it's nothing You say, "I feel strange" Light another cigarette, and I know You remain far away. [chorus] You've been hurt, I know you're hurting, who's been hurting you? You've been hurt, I know you're hurt

Sitting in traffic for an hour, Just wondering what I'm to do. I'm so angry I could kill But that won't get me back to you. Some guy is picking his nose in the car next to mine But I think that's okay, because I am picking mine. [chorus] I'm so sick

Catastrophe waits for me in the form of the girl With long hair and narrow hips and eyes as bright as pearls. I know I'm a goner I know I'm as good as walking dead. I know I'm a goner I should have known as soon as she said, "Oh, I like your music an