You look right through me
Like I was only in your head
You put me out of sight
Put me out of mind, out of step
And why you always actin' like
If you're friends with me, then we're enemies
You don't have to be so resigned
If you're over me, we can both agree
I'm already dead to you
You put your face on
Humming some old, black bolero
Sigh out a seance
I fill the bedroom up with smoke
And why you always actin' like
If you're into me, then we're enemies
Like you can see it in my eyes
That your vanity is my fantasy
I'm already dead to you
I want to talk to somebody
I want to talk to you