| I want to pick up the pieces, so that there’s less complication |
| So that there’s less conversation and less aggravation |
| I want to go out alone, man, so that there’s less confrontation |
| And, man, there’s less association and less company, yeah |
| I was so frustrated, man, that I was all confused, man |
| And that I was disillusioned and sick of your friends |
| Run, don’t walk my way |
| Don’t look my way, 'cause I don’t care, oh, no |
| So, why are you still here? |
| Why don’t you disappear and spin out of my life? Oh, hey |
| Why do we have limitation, and, man, why do we have limitation |
| So that we don’t get very far and so that we don’t climb very high |
| I can’t handle the indecision, and I can’t watch no more television |
| And I won’t miss you when you’re gone, 'cause I know my life will go on |
| Run, don’t walk my way |
| Don’t look my way, 'cause I don’t care, oh, no |
| So, why are you still here? |
| Why don’t you disappear and spin out of my life? Oh |