Throwing Muses - Teller
’i leave in the morning
I don’t wanna go’
I said to the teller
’if this is the future
I don’t wanna know
I don’t wanna know’
’fives and tens’ said the guy behind the bar
’twenty-five says he don’t
You cut a nice figure of a family
I don’t know
I don’t know
I have a fear of flying
I think I have a fear of him
I’m afrais of meaning
Nothing again
After all this is over
This is over after all
We cut a nice figure of a family
I don’t know
I don’t know
Can I be stupid for a minute?
I was looking at that half-empty glass
Waiting for the waiter
You don’t have to listen to this
Tell me what to say’