Lyrics

You're staring at your watch You're staring at your watch again You're staring at your watch You're staring at your watch again You're staring at your watch It's one of your neurotic habits Like back at the party So sick of psycho sychophantics You're hot You're cold You can't think about it You're like the books along your wall You're jaded Overrated There's no doubt about it So here's a new book for you to read You're talking to yourself You're talking to yourself again You're talking to yourself You're talking to yourself again You're talking to yourself About a friend who was put away For breaking in labs And once again, you've got nothing of value to say You're hot You're cold You can't think about it You're like the books along your wall You're jaded Overrated There's no doubt about it So here's a new book for you to read