Image Is Nothing, Lobsters Are Everything

Closed doors won't open up for you, not now, not anymore You're not the person that you used to be You light a cigarette and say that it won't satisfy you Like you just aren't satisfying me What can I do? What can I say to you? To try an' figure out whatever's on your mind I think there's something I'm supposed to see Read me that open book that I've been waiting for so long You've checked it out while checking out with me What will I do? What will I say? Been here before each and every day Know that you'll just run away What will I do? What will I say? Been here before each and every day Know that you'll just run away