Thought I saw you walking Over on Delancey When I looked a little closer There was no one even there Guess I’m going crazy - Do you want me, baby?? I don’t wanna talk about it I just wanna disappear I don’t Wanna say and I don’t Think you would Get it Anyway, so You talk Way too much And I Hate your guts Let’s just Call it what it is Sunday’s always coming down If i’m not careful I might get a little real over coffee and a smoke Thought I saw you sitting On a bench in Tompkins When I saw your silhouette It really made me wanna choke I don’t Wanna say and I don’t Think you would Get it Anyway, so You talk Way too much And I Hate your guts Let’s just Call it what it is