people disappear like socks in the wash where they reappear, I got no clue mixing up the rest into a state of pissed off fixing up the feelings in a rendezvous waiting waiting waiting in that ristorante Roma we sorted out and decided to meet the waiter checks me out for the very last time got me so frustrated now I’m on my feet I haven’t got a clue eyes staring right through you tried to phone you up at home and on your mobile the answering machine says please leave a message after the beep I’m no more insulted it just gives me the creeps the saddest guy with a vanished girlfriend trains go by fast they split up the night someone smiling sits there right across my bed I’m staring right into his yellow dark eyes fear is flooding in something hits my head I haven’t got a clue eyes staring right through you I haven’t got a clue time’s running out for you time is back head is cracked I can’t sleep there is no need I know you’re here there is no fear just like socks in the wash we disappear I haven’t got a clue eyes staring right through you I haven’t got a clue time’s running out for you checking my time like some old school clock ticking really loud when you’re winding me up saying hello to all the five people that I know I got a bag and plenty of time Elliot Smith is over there with a knife in his chest and blood in his black hair and I see him smoking Winston cigarettes I wonder where the people are that I detest......