You're to far to bring you close

And too high to see below

just hangin' on your daily dose

I know you never needed anyone

But the rolling papers for your grass

How can you give what you don't have?



You keep on aiming for the top 

And quit before you sweat a drop 

Feed your empty brain with your hydroponic pot 

You start out playing with yourself 

You get more fun within your shell 

Nice to meet you but I gotta go my way 



Chorus:

I leave again 

Cuz I've been waiting in vain 

But you're so in love with yourself 

If I say my heart is sore 

Sounds like a cheap metaphor 

So I won't repeat it no more 



I'd rather eat my soup with a fork 

Or drive a cab to New York 

Cuz to talk to you is harder work 

So what's the point of wasting all my words 

If it's just the same or even worse 

Than reading poems to a horse 



You keep on aiming for the top 

And quit before you sweat a drop 

Feed your empty brain with your hydroponic pot 

I bet you'll find someone like you 

Cuz there's a foot for every shoe 

I wish you luck but I've got other things to do