|
When they call your name |
|
Will you walk right up |
|
With a smile on your face? |
|
Will you cower in fear |
|
In your favorite sweater |
|
With an old love letter? |
|
I wish you would |
|
I wish you would, come pick me up |
|
Take me out, fuck me up |
|
Steal my records, screw all my friends |
|
They're all full of shit |
|
With a smile on your face |
|
And then do it again |
|
I wish you would |
|
When you're walking downtown |
|
Do you wish I was there? |
|
Do you wish it was me? |
|
With the windows clear |
|
And the mannequin's eyes |
|
Do they all look like mine? |
|
You know you could |
|
I wish you would, come pick me up |
|
Take me out, fuck me up |
|
Steal my records, screw all my friends |
|
Behind my back |
|
With a smile on your face |
|
And then do it again |
|
I wish you would |
|
I wish you'ld make up my bed |
|
So I could make up my mind |
|
Try it for sleeping instead |
|
Maybe you'll rest sometimes |
|
I wish I could |
|
I wish I could |
|
I wish I could |
