Been thinking about you, the way I cut your hair Your eyes are on my wall, your teeth are over thereBut I’m still no one, and you’re my starWhat do you care? Been thinking about you, and there’s no restShould I still love you, still see you in bedWhen I’m playing with myself?What do you care when the other men are far, far better?All the things you got, all the things you needI bought you cigarettes, and pried the company to come and see you, honeyI’ve been thinking about you, so how can you sleep?Those people aren’t your friends, they’re paid to kiss your feetThey don’t know what I know. Why should you care when I’m not there?Been thinking about you, and there’s no restShould I still love you, still see you in bedWhen I’m playing with myself?What do you care when I’m not there?All the things you gotthat you’ll never needall the things you gotI bled and I bleed to please you
Been thinking about you…