I was wondering while you were in the bar with me Did the candle by you signal a flame inside your jeans? But please don't answer me My drink just became three And yes, I am scared of what the truth may be And it feels like I've been hit by a motorbike Sure it's lonely, but it's sane and gentle on the brain I was wondering Is my name in your book tonight? Is there a page or two concerning me and you? Oh, nevermind But please don't answer me I couldn't bare the weight You are dumb, dull, and broke And yet I still feel as if I am great.