Lyrics: Silent Majority. Life Of A Spectator. Spoken Words.

when you first came to my house
I had a feeling you'd be good for my sister
she hadn't had much luck with the guys lately
you looked like what she needed
she thought the world of you
you were the quiet type into mysterious things
drinking that fancy coffee writing poetry
she thought the world of you
you were the quiet type into mysterious things
drinking that fancy coffee writing poetry
she thought the world of you
she thought the world of ...
did you ever read the poem
about the guy who hit his girlfriend
it's kinda new in fact I'm writing it right now
but what about you
how will your sensitive side
put into words what you can't deny
can poetic license erase a punch to the face
harassing calls to the work place
the police report the fact you fucked up
your rebel loner life style
sit in your coffee house and explain away
the fact that you're an abusive drunk!!!