My eyes go where I say so but not always
And not when you walked by
And my feet move where I tell them to
But not when they are chasing after you
And now I just don't know what I should do
I'm twisted all around like some cartoon

[Chorus]
But I don't mind no I don't mind
Just stay close by like, all the time
'Cause either I bleed dry
Or keep this thorn in my side

But I don't mind
On all fours on a hotel floor
My closest hand was halfway 'round the world
And my room's key unbeknown-st to me
Had cut my eye as I wiped at my face
While trying to move some heavy stuff away
Now I'm bleeding in an unfamiliar place

Guess I don't mind no I don't mind
As I lay down to sleep the night
I gave a call to the crisis line

But I don't mind
I spun the tucker telephone
I turned my eyes to bone I kept dialing your number
But you were not at home you're not alone
And now I just don't know what I should do
I'm twisted all around like some cartoon

[Chorus]

But I don't mind
'Cause either I bleed dry
Or keep this thorn in my side
But I don't mind

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Alexander Greenwald