Text: Spin Doctors. Pocket Full Of Kryptonite. Off My Line.

I've been thinking lately
How to get you off my line
Don't seem all that easy but it
Feels alright
I've gotten rid of expectations
that I used to have
And we don't get along and it really ain't so bad

Somewhere in between the blue & the red
"This is temporary," is all she said
Someday things may be a little better than before
All these mysteries and they're knocking at my door

Alone in my room
I lay awake and dream
I'm sleeping half awake I got to
Try to explain
That I don't need your love and it
Means this much to me
I don't need your love woman won't you see

Somewhere in between the blue & the red
"This is temporary," is all she said
Someday things may be a little better than before
All these mysteries and they're knocking at my door

She must not realize
What this means to me
I figured out her disguise
Hey, mama, I'm not dreaming
(she's way off reality)

I've been thinking lately
How to get you off my line
Don't seem all that easy but it
Feels alright
I've gotten rid of expectations
That I used to have
And we don't get along and it really ain't so bad