Not Too Amused

What was that you just said?

That didn't make any sense to me

It's not the way I see it, man

I'm almost tired of listening to youWhy do you tie me up with words?

The way your eye shifts makes me wanna go

Black-jawed living room, couch professor

When will you be through with me? I'd like to knowEverywhere I go, I feel it

But I won't talk, I won't get stuck with you

Everyone's so lonely, I dig it

But I'm afraid I can't share this with youSo don't make me your captive

I don't feel like talking your shit

I nod my broken head

I'm not too amused with humans