I hate to say it, but you're perfect together.

Think I'm going for a walk now, I feel a little unsteady

I don't want no one to follow me, except maybe you.

I could make you happy, you know, if you weren't already.

I could do a lot of things... And I do.

Tell you the truth, I prefer the worst of you, too bad you had to have a better half

She's not really my type, but I think you two are forever.

I hate to say it, but you're perfect together.

So fuck you and your untouchable face

Fuck you, for existing in the first place.

And who am I, that I should be vying for your touch?

Who am I? Bet you can't even tell me that much.

2:30 in the morning, my gas tank will be empty soon

Neon sign on the horizon, rubbing elbows with the moon

Safe haven of the sleepless, where the deep fryer's always on

Radio is counting down top 20 country songs

Out on the porch the fly strip is waving like a flag in the wind

You know I really don't look forward to seeing you again

You look like a photograph of yourself taken from far, far away

And I won't know what to do, and I won't know what to say

Except fuck you, and your untouchable face

Fuck you, for existing in the first place.

And who am I, that I should be vying for your touch?

Who am I? Bet you can't even tell me that much.

I see you when I'm so perplexed

What was I thinking? What will I think of next?

Where can I hide?

In the back room there's a lamp that hangs over the pool table

And the fan that's on it swings side to side

There's a changing constellation of balls as we are playing

I see Orion and say nothing

The only thing I can think of saying is fuck you and your untouchable face

Fuck you, for existing in the first place.

And who am I, that I should be vying for your touch?

Who am I? Bet you can't even tell me that much.