You caught me on my way to destroy stagesnYou stopped me, bitter faced, to ask me thisnYo, I don't understand your agitationnWhy can't your write a track that's sensitive?nnIt isn't becasue I just didn't think about it.nIt isn't because I just can't.nLittle MannI wish I couldnnYou took a step back when I started howlingnYou turned and told your friends with hostile frownsnThis dude is furious I don't quite get itnI wonder why he doesn't just calm downnnIt isn't because I just didn't think about it.nIt isn't because I just can't.nLittle girl, I wish I could.nnI made my way back to merch booth after.nA man confronts me, smiling ear to ear.nThe sweat is dripping from his face in gallonsnAnd all he wants to do is shake my hand.n(Then he) Stops to tell me he'd be six feet undernThat is, if it wasn't for our caveman jams.