i came and visited you at work i couldn't help but imagine you without your shirt and all i wanted was to hold your foot but i couldn't imagine how i ever could
then came the passing of that strange urge but soon enough an even stranger urge emerged wanted to return to that safe pod
where i believed in god and the validity of all my wants
why do i always want to skip town? oh don't i know it's all the same everywhere all around? don't understand what i'm thinking oh don't i know that there's nothing to do? there's nothing to do there's nothing to do but move once i get to a new place
oh don't i know that lonely's just where lonely hearts go
and now i believe in hell and the validity of being well