Lyrics:

You won't meet me in the middle Push me off the dividing line You won't give a little What good graces? No explanation for your change of heart You left the inside out You get a little or a lot You're either cold or you're hot A ceiling of clouds The tall buildings are walls I'm walking around and I can't get out The general fatigue of a private person trying to talk to you You saw the movie, you don't need to read the book A masterpiece or a piece of shit. You're either stealing or you're taken. You're so down on me I think it is a fad so I don't feel so bad anymore. You're so down on me I think it is a fad so I don't feel so bad anymore. You buy the pound just to burn it down And watch the sleeping dogs die Walk away unscathed I'm going to take you off my thank-you list