I have this habit Not so much of sticking my foot in my mouth But more of opening it Climbing in And never coming out So pull me out and I swear I won't pull you under Just get me back to my couch We'll waste the winter away Ignore the summer Maybe in fall we'll come out I know you're out there You're just like me Sitting in your underwear eating a block of cheese But I won't call And you won't answer It's probably best we never meet But pull me out and I swear I won't pull you under Just get me back to my couch We'll waste the winter away Ignore the summer Maybe in fall we'll come out Just get me back to my couch