I can’t see you through my green fog
But I know you’re there
And I can’t hear what you say
But I know she’s enjoying it.
You’re standing in the kiddie pool
You actually stoop that low
She reeks of one night stands
When I said I promoted free love
I never thought of you
I never thought of you
And what you could do with that power
It’s my privilege to be mad
After several longing glances
I crawl back and withdraw from your spell
Unknown to your foreign eyes
I keep my lust to myself
While you spread yours all over her
And I want to scream out
But then you would know who I am