I like the way that you come. Running up to me. It sort of reminds me of. Black and white movies. And I will put a white dress on and. By the window wait. For my Richard Gere to come. *or. For my Marlin Brando to come. Crashing through the gate. Sometimes I talk on the phone. Until my ears are numb. My friends all say it's because. I can't face anyone. I know I'm just passing time. I'm just passing time. Saw you walking downtown. To the video store. Saw you with another girl. I'm sure she was a whore. You say she means nothing to you. Thus nothing to me. Excuse me while I get drunk. On too much bad T.V.. Sitting here and I'm waiting. For your mouth to open up. And start overflowing. Like Jesus' cup. And I'm just passing time. I'm just passing time.