Simple song now you're gone, I still get to carry on everything electronically. I brushed your hair, you bit my lip, and that was just the tip of it, didn't realize you had plans for me.
Simple song now your'e gone, you never called me on the phone, everything left unsaid to me. But you know I like your hair, and I'm much better for the wear. In the end this is good for me.
I know you're right. Sometimes I act much too uptight. The mood was wrong, I'm not your type. It doesn't help me sleep well tonight. Just cause you're silent doesn't make you right. Just cause you're silent doesn't make you right.