her name's like poison to my ears,nso why'd you leave her pictures out?nand i know i'm back where i should have left,nbut i seem to be good at cultivating doubt.nnand i can't remember when i took on this original debt.nand it may be self-absorption,nbut her name's like poison to my ears,nand no one really owns this town.nyou can avoid a certain street,nbut unexpectedly it comes as a remindernof the picture of her hand reaching.nni should remember that now we're at a critical depth.nand somewhere, there's another picture of me and the heartache that some other girl resents.nnsomewhere, somewhere,nis the heartache that some other girl resents.nsomewhere, somewhere.nni like my imagination,nand i'm really good at singing about the past.nlike the sailor and the sirens,ni could go overboard.nso babe, you gotta tie me to the mast.nnsomewhere, somewhere--nbabe, you gotta tie me to the mast.nsomewhere, somewhere--nbabe, you gotta tie me.nnher name's like poison to my ears,nso why'd you leave her pictures out?