i came and visited you at work
i couldn't help but imagine you without your shirt
and all i wanted was to hold your foot
but i couldn't imagine how i ever could
then came the passing of that strange urge
but soon enough an even stranger urge emerged
wanted to return to that safe pod
where i believed in god
and the validity of all my wants
why do i always want to skip town?
oh don't i know it's all the same everywhere all around?
don't understand what i'm thinking
oh don't i know that there's nothing to do?
there's nothing to do
there's nothing to do but move
once i get to a new place
oh don't i know
that lonely's just where lonely hearts go
and now i
believe in hell
and the validity of being well