I don’t want to see your face
Don’t want to crowd your space
I don’t want to know where you’ve been
I don’t want to talk about the government
No I don’t want to make you happy
I don’t want to make you happy
I don’t want to make you happy no more
I don’t want to see your eyes
Don’t want to witness your smile
I don’t want to know where you’ve been
Don’t want to talk about the government
No I don’t want to make you happy
I don’t want to make you happy
I don’t want to make you happy no more
You picked a fine time to leave me
You picked a perfect time to roll
You make it seem easy
When its time to get up and go
I don’t want to crowd your space
Don’t want to be in your face
But I don’t want to let go of you just yet
Could we talk about the government?
No I don’t want to make you happy
I don’t want to make you happy
I don’t want to make you happy no more
©2012 Mills