she says, he`s writing a novel
i told her that`s called smoking dope
she said a boy my age should have learned to cope by now, by now
she`s got more bounce back than my, my stretch armstrong doll
she`s with another before i`ve recovered, and crossed her name off my wall
if you could have seen me, a third rate houdini
escaping with lines like the problem was me
now freedom`s just another word for watching TV
let the cold lonely blue light wash over me
freedom`s just another word for watching TV
now there`s a hole in the wall where no hold should be
so much for forgiveness
no such thing as a second chance
my bed`s a complete mess
i lie in it, all by myself
my cats don`t talk to me, they`ve taken her side i`m sure
they hear the sound as if she`s coming `round, and all three of us stare at the door
god damn what i said when i sat on her bed
that the problem`s not her, that the problem was me
now freedom`s just another word for watching TV
let the cold lonely blue light wash over me
freedom`s just another word for watching TV
now there`s a hole in the wall where no hold should be
he was such the arrogant bastard
she`d say wait up - it seemed that he`d walk faster
it`s only with distance and time that she got him out of her mind and now i find
that that bastard, that bastard was me
now there`s a hole in the wall where no hole should be
yeah, freedom`s just another word for watching TV
let the cold lonely blue light wash over me
freedom`s just another word means nothing to me and since you`ve left there`s been nothing on
freedom`s just another word
freedom`s just another word
freedom`s just another word
freedom`s just another word
freedom`s just another word
freedom`s just another word
there`s nothing on
