|
She is livin' far away from a lonely man |
|
In the San Francisco Bay |
|
He is dreamin' hard of a girl all clad in bad plaid |
|
And mad at the whole world |
|
All her friends, they are blessed |
|
Impressed, intelligent freaks |
|
All of them are six feet tall |
|
All of them are hateful to me |
|
She sleeps alone and wet with her phone |
|
In her face, all tied up in her old bed |
|
She walks alone everyday up and down |
|
The rainy streets in her own weird way |
|
All her friends, they are blessed |
|
Impressed, intelligent freaks, |
|
All of them are six feet tall |
|
All of them are hateful to me |
|
Hateful, yeah they're hateful to me |
|
Getting very hateful |
