A Quick Conversation About a Bush Lyrics

I asked too many questions yesterday

Pushing on a pull is my getaway

Honey I'm only a friend

And honey you know I'm spent

I'm on violence and caffeine

But I feel nothing

I like the way that you talk

Like judging the fly on the wall

Yeah I got time to chat mush

Making statements about a bush

You said

It's way too green

And I said

I could eat

And I want

Some good sleep

Cuz I feel nothing

Throwing down

Thrown around

Blend er

Together

And spit in your sorry little drink

I'm lookin at a sign in the doorway

And I feel nothing

Ooh ooh

Yeah I feel nothing