Don't want to write
Don't want to talk
Don't want to fight
Don't want to fuck
Don't want to clear my mind
'Cause I'm a non-believer, babe
I speak those lines
I'm not innocent or naive
Words on long distance lines would ease your mind
And clear my name of any crimes
Maybe the taste of beer and wine
Would buy some time, or would I just forget my lines?
Don't want to hate
Don't want to weep
Don't want to wait
Don't want to walk away
Don't want to give it up
'Cause I'm not the quitting kind
I'm a cynic and a clod
And I don't see the good in all your gods
Words on long distance lines would ease your mind
And clear my name of any crimes
Maybe the taste of beer and wine
Would buy some time, or would I just forget my lines?
I won't open up at all today
Sing songs so happy, full of praise
I've shut my mind, stowed it away
I won't open up at all today