He walks slow, he walks slower then me

He gets angry when you tell him that he talks, he talks faster then me

He doesn't notice when he says nothing at all

You're a real machine when it comes to saying things that you don't mean

Do you mean? Cause I can't tell at all,

This conversations ended cause I'd rather be alone

Then to hear your fucking torture as it spills out of your throat

How many times we tried it, I guess I just lost track

Tell all your friends I'm bitter, I don't care just don't come back

Just don't come back, just don't come back

I gave up a long time ago the thought that you could ever talk to me

In a tone of voice that doesn't make me feel like I am three

Like I am three years old as you explain exactly what I've done

Or what you thought I did