Making faces from across the room
   Look at me looking at you
   What's your name, my name too?
   I'm getting the chills sitting next to you...
  
   Shake myself in your sole
   The blood in your veins
   The smell of your clothes
   What am I supposed to do?
   There's nothing left for me to choose
   Make my move or walk away
   Once again without a date
   Is it me or do I smell?
   I showered the other day
   What the hell's going on?
   Just where do I belong?
   I don't really care...
  
   Get out of my hair
   Get out of my hair
  
   Smoke my cigarettes
   And drive my car
   Flick your ashes on my bedroom floor
   Wear my underwear
   Steal my shirts
   I think it's love and then you burp
   If I died, you'd probably spit on my grave
   and take my friends the very next day
   You're always complaining that I'm not home
   When I try to call you're on the telephone
   My pants are falling, my socks don't fit
   I can't seem to walk without having to
   Trip over you
   Just what am I going to do?
   I don't really care...
  
   Get out of my hair
   Get out of my hair
  
   What is said, what is done
   I'll take it on the run
   I won't aplogize
   I won't be telling lies
   How could you?
   Why would you?
   Take advantage of
   And raid me of my love
   Then leave?
  
   Smash my windows and keyed my car
   Then out of the blue you send a birthday card
   What's a man supposed to do
   When all I get is grief from you?
   Playing games and trashing my
   Who could it be?
   Hopefully no body for me
   I don't really care...
  
   Get out of my hair