Can't see anything as far as I'm concerned
All I see is me
That's all that's important as far as I'm concerned
All I see is me
My eyes can focus, brain is talking
Looks pretty good to me
My head's on straight, my girlfriend's beautiful
Looks pretty good to me
Sometimes I talk to myself
But I really have nothing to say
I can talk about going out, about having fun
About this beautiful day
She thinks she's a goddess
That she can talk to the spirits
I wonder if she can talk to herself
If she could bear to hear it
I've been given a glass eye, a hollow telescope
The pavemеnt view
A shadow forming, rushing up to meet me
The pavеment view
We tore down the wall, we put up four walls
I breathe in the myth
Over the city, fucking the future
Bringing it home
Sometimes I talk to myself
But I really have nothing to say
I can talk about going out, can talk about having fun
Talk about this beautiful day
Hold these pages up to light
Feel this jackknife inside a dream
Seems these years tomorrow some way
Nothing on a screen