Letras: Catherine Feeny. The Shape You're In.

Haven't seen you for weeks now
haven't been around
you aren't looking so good
tell me why you're slipping down

you call me loaded
singing in the phone
if i hear voices in the backround
why do you always sound alone?

go sing at your own discretion
on down to the bitter end
do it the hard way, learn your lesson
i'll worry about the shape you're in

you can run around the block
you can wait for it to stop
you can pray you'll wake up somewhere else
and you can drink until you drop

and theres an ocean i wanted
swimming in your eyes
you can't contain it
i don't see why you try

go sing at your own discretion
i wonder where this road will end
do it the hard way, learn your lesson,
i'll worry about the shape you're in

please don't make a joke
when you open up your mouth
please just tell the truth
it's dying to get out

go sing at your own discretion
on down to the bitter end
do it the hard way, learn your lesson
i'll worry about the shape you're in
i'll worry about the shape you're in

i can't worry about the shape you're in

(Thanks to Lucia for these lyrics)