Lyrics

My Doctor says that I'll be stable,
But I've got a few minutes left to kill,
So if we argue, and I flip a table,
I guess it was a slow release kind of pill,

I'm looking through a glass house,
built on a foundation of lies,
and all the while the passer-bys are yammering out my windows

I can hear, them say
I can already hear them say,

That's one hell of a haircut that you've got there
Those are some nice shoes / pants you're wearing.

Background: (fade in at 2nd half of chorus),
Niiiiiiice shooooes,
That's one hair cut,
Those are nice shoes, yeah

why, not lie, rather than say, what’s really on your mind.

(at end of song)
That's one hair cut,
Those are some nice shoes / pants you're wearing