Sadhead

My blind crush
The thought of it just makes me blush
And drives me crazy, makes me lazy
But soon enough
The accusations seem real rough
The conversation divides the nation
Into equal separate parts
With one arm in and one not

Well I’ve got a plan so I’ll get ahead
And the sound of your voice on the phone
Let’s me know that I’ve been sleeping alone
And the smell of her cigarette over the tones
While the radio’s blaring and I’m driving home
Alone