Loon

And your having trouble breathing,
and he says he wants to talk,
and your stomach starts to hurt,
and he wants you to call back,
and you think he's a sack of shit,
and it's hard to bear his voice,
and even though thats true,
you've pressed repeat on his message
more times than you remember,
and you still don't know what he said,
and your gonna throw-up,
your gonna throw-up,
your gonna....
at least cry
and you look like a loon
while you turn pages franticly,
cut out lyrics and pictures,
and paste them down in a book,
and talk to yourself,
and sing to your music schematically,
and you look like a loon,
but not the bird,
and you look like a loon,
but the crazy cat-lady type.