Been thinking about you, your records are here Your eyes are on my wall, your teeth are over there But I’m still no-one, and you’re now a star What do you care?
Been thinking about you, and there’s no rest Should I still love you, still see you in bed? But I’m playing with myself, and what do you care When the other men are far, far better
All the things you got All the things you need Who bought you cigarettes who bribed the company To come and see you, honey?
I’ve been thinking about you, so how can you sleep These people aren’t your friends, they’re paid to kiss your feet They don’t know what I know, and why should you care When I’m not there
Been thinking about you, and there’s no rest Should I still love you, still see you in bed? But I’m playing with myself, what do you care When I’m not there
All the things you got, you’ll never need All the things you’ve got, I bled and I’d bleed to please you