You see me on the telephone
And ask who’s calling up.
You see me writing letters
And plead with me to stop
I’m sending secret emails
I’m texting by the truck
I have to have my own connections
Making my own luck
But I don’t want to lie to you
I want to tell the truth
I just have to move
No I don’t want to lie to you
Just look you in the eye
Know you aren’t gonna cry
You watch me as I drive away
When I get on a bus
You ask me where I’m going
I ask what’s all the fuss
It seems a strange relationship
More like a teenage crush
I have to get away from you
If I can save the cash
It’s time that I was going
I have to be elsewhere
I’m sorry if that hurts
To be honest I don’t care
I know it isn’t pleasant
I know it isn’t fair
Do you want my fingerprints
To prove that I was here
credits
from breakfast in gaza,
released November 7, 2010
Produced and Arranged by Hughes and Cripps