Fuck You

Think I'm going for a walk now, I feel a little unsteady
I wonder what will follow me, except maybe you
I can make you happy, if you weren't already
I could do a lot of things, and I do
To tell you the truth I prefer the worst of you
Too bad you had to have a better half
She's not really my type, but I think you two are forever
And I hate to say it, but you're perfect together

So, fuck you
And your untouchable face
And fuck you
For exisiting in the first place
And who am I?
That I should be vying for your touch
Said who am I?
I bet you can't even tell me that much

Two-thirty in the morning and my gas tank will be empty soon
Neon sign on the horizon, rubbing elbows with the moon
Safe haven of sleepless where the deep fryer is always on
Radio is counting down top 20 country songs
Out on the porch the fly strip is waving like a flag in the wind
You know I don't look forward to seeing you again
You look like a photograph of yourself, taken from far, far away
I won't know what to do, and I won't know what to say

Except, fuck you
And your untouchable face
And fuck you
For exisiting in the first place
And who am I?
That I should be vying for your touch
Said who am I?
I bet you can't even tell me that much

I see you and I'm so perplexed
What was I thinking?
What will I think of next?
Where can I hide?
In the back room there's a lamp that hangs over the pool table
And when the fan is on it swings gently side to side
There's a changing constellation of balls as we are playing
I see Orion and say nothing

The only thing I can think of saying is
Fuck you
And your untouchable face
And fuck you
For exisiting in the first place
And who am I?
That I should be vying for your touch
Said who am I?
I bet you can't even tell me that much

That who am I?
I bet you can't even tell me that much
Said who am I?
Somebody just tell me that much
Said who am I?
Somebody just tell me that much
Said who am I?
Somebody just tell me that
Said who am I?
Somebody, somebody just tell me that much