Silverchair

I heard a hole in the silence
I saw a crack in the plan but I got lazy ways
You're not a private detective
Take off your telephone shoes
My thought's going out of phase
And these are the better days
Still it seems funny, sticking like honey
Wrote my own article, now I'm hummin'
She takes pictures through my lazy eyes
And I'm dreamin', girl, it's your money
When we're alone and out drivin'
Ourselves around all the bends
She got crazy ways
And I'm all woo ooh
Still it seems funny, sticking like honey
Wrote my own article, now I'm hummin'
She takes pictures through my lazy eyes
And I'm dreamin', girl, it's your money
Don't know what you want
Don't know what you want
No, I'm not a mind reader, baby, come on
Don't know what you want
Don't know what you want
No, I'm not a mind reader, baby, come on
Don't know what you want