I'm talkin' I'm talkin'
I'm talkin' to myself moreNeedle and fetal someone's pouring
Warm gravy all over me, oh yeah
And you see that synthetic therapy
Don't you know it seems to be so unappealing
But, oh what a feelingBut I wish that you would stop spitting
When you're talking to meAnd inside, air dry I might want to go another way, oh yeah
But you see now I'm too pale to get out
Into the lovely light of day
Oh, I'll do anything that you say
Oh, I'll do anything that you sayBut I wish you would stop spitting
When you're talking to meI'm talkin' to myself more
I'm talkin' to myself more
I'm talkin' to myself more
Talk to myself moreI'm talkin' to myself more
I'm talkin' to myself more
I'm talkin' to myself more1 by 1Man to man
Stand to stand2 by 4Talkin' to myself