Passing Time
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 Marlan Brando to come crashing though 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.

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But I know I'm just passing time.
I know I'm just passing time.

I saw you walking downtown to the video store.
I saw you with another girl, 
I'm sure she was a whore.
So she means nothing to you; that's nothing to me.
Excuse me while I get drunk watching too much bad T.V.
I'm sitting here and I'm waiting for your mouth to open up
And start overflowing just like Jesus' cup.

(Chorus)
And I'm just passing time.
I'm just passing time.