Why don't you leave
Leave me, leave me be?

I can see you swaying
I can't hear what you're saying

I'm sitting here stuck
And plastered to my seat
I think up a reason to leave
When you finally stop speaking

I'll take a long slow
Walk down Washington Street
Half asleep on my feet
Half aware if I'm dreaming

I'll go home alone, a sinking stone
A switched off telephone
I'll go on, be free, a frozen breeze
A fallen down factory

But I still see you swaying
And I can't hear what you're saying

I just lost the plot, got a little caught
In a little knot
I just hit a wall had a little fall
Felt the swinging wrecking ball

And why should that be?
Why don't you tell me?
Why don't you tell me?
I'm sure you'll tell me
Why don't you tell me?
I guess you'll tell me, tell me