Smash Mouth - Trip Lyrics
Making faces from across the roomLook at me looking at youWhat's your name, my name tooI'm getting the chills sitting next to youShake myself in your soulThe blood in your veinsThe smell your clothesWhat am I suppose to doThere's nothing left for me to chooseMake my move or walk awayOnce again with out a dateIs it me or do I smellI had a shower the other what the hell, is going onJust where do I belongI don't really careGet outta my hair, get outta my hairSmoke my cigarettes and drive my carFlick your ashes on my bedroom floorWear my underwear, steal my shirtsI think it's love and then you burpIf I died you'd probably spit on my graveAnd date my friends the very next dayYour always complaining that I'm not homeWhen I try to call you on the telephoneMy pants are falling my socks don't fitI can't seem to walk with out having to trip over youJust what am I gonna doI don't really careGet outta my hair, get outta my headWhat is said, what is doneI take it on the runI won't apologizeI won't be telling liesHow could you, why would youTake advantage of and leave me of my loveThen leaveSmash my windows and keyed my carAnd outta the blue you send a birthday cardWhat's a man suppose to doWhen all I get is grieve from youPlaying games and trashin' myWho could it beHopefully nobody for meI don't really careGet outta my hair
