i read your faces or the masks you wear
you just want me out of your hair
when i did i go the way of disco
am i just someone you used to know

i guess you thought you were helping me move on
maybe you thought i was already gone
but pardon me, but that’s up to me
and i’m so tired of being lonely

i’ll knock, knock, knock, upon your door
surprise i’m back to be your friend
shut me out i’ll come back for more
you say there’s no room, let me in

i battle with complying with your request
maybe this is all for the best
after all, we’d one day drift apart
this is faster, a shot through the heart

but i will not be your excuse machine
i don’t think you like what i mean
you want someone to come fill your cup
the coffee’s in the kitchen, just get up