I like the way that you come running up to me
It sort of reminds me of black and white movies
And I will put a white dress on and by the window wait
For my Marlon Brando to come crashing through the gate
Sometimes I talk on the phone until my ears are numb
My friends all say it's because I can't face anyone
But I know I'm just passing time
I know I'm just passing time
I saw you walking downtown to the video store
I saw you with another girl...I'm sure she was a whore
And so she means nothing to you and thus nothing to me
Excuse me while I get drunk from watching too much bad TV
I'm sitting here and I'm waiting for your mouth to open up
And start overflowing just like Jesus' cup
