Sit N’ Squirm – Richard Edwards

I sit and I squirm
Try to observe each breath as it leaves me
And greet its return
I squirm
And I think of her sometimes
So I start again

I sit and I squirm
Unpack the past
Send it out for the weekend
Hope it never comes back
I squirm
When I think of you sometimes
So it goes

I hear a ghost
I hear a ghost
I hear a ghost and see Freud on the beach
Drunk in the sun
If you see me coming
You better run

Oh while poor little rich bitch bangs on her drum

I come back to you in the dark
I miss you when I’m soft
So I gotta stay hard
When I cannot stand who I am
Oh my baby blue
I feel glued to “it was” this evening
Thought I’d lose it when I said that mantra, yeah
If I’m with a woman and she blows my mind
I forget you, baby, every time

But where are you tonight?
My darling
Oh, my darling
While I sit and I squirm
While I sit and I squirm
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah