Deer was in the headlights Til it was shattering the windshield And being thrown behind my auto Just another bleeding insect left for dead You up for sale? You up for sex? You up for talking just a bit? (Not a whole lot though.) I drove straight to Terra Madre Cause I wanted to tell them That I was on Brooklyn Vegan once And I didn't really like it all that much But I let it happen anyway I needed something to complain about And I'd do it all again If it meant getting to be mad And if we know that we're not different And we know that we're ambivalent to each other Then maybe lets just stick together In the interest of silence I've been trying not to call you I know two can play at that game I've been playing for longer than i care to admit And it breeds resentment But it stops any argument from spreading to where it hurts Why wont you tell me to fuck off?