Låttexter: View. Hats Off to the Buskers. Don't Tell Me.

I don?t know what I have done
But I?m sure I will in the next five seconds
You see I have a telephone
When people call they don?t stop ringing for me

Last night was as mystery
So the words can create a picture for my mind to see
Pictures seem to make me sweat
Something in the morning my sisters told me I would regret

Refuse to believe what you just told me
Refuse to believe 'til you tell me slowly
Or bring me down gradually

Aaron, see he understands
He?s not afraid to tell me my late night shenanigans
See I was put here for the world to see
You can?t tell me where I?m going or tell me who I?d like to be

I don?t intend to stop my drinkin?
I know I should and it?s clever thinkin?
But don?t tell me

I don?t know what I have done
But I?m sure I will in the next five seconds
You see I have a telephone
When people call they don?t stop ringing for me

And things they change as you get older
No longer a devil on each shoulder
But please, please, please don?t tell me
Don't tell me! Don't tell me! Don't tell me!