Trip

I feel so dumb

And stupid of course

But you're dumb enough to talk to me first

I said I thought your sweater was cool

You said I've got a touch of the blues

I'd never tell you how much I missed you

I felt like I had been used

By some great old god or higher up being

I don't know what but it left a big sting

Now that you're gone I don't know what to do

Now that you're gone I don't know what to do