Coma (song)

You want mush. You don't want any talking back. A steady stream of praise is all that pleases you.

So I'll just hush. I won't put my shade on the facts. I care enough to say exactly what you want to hear.

I care enough to shut my mouth--and keep it shut.

I'll hum into my sleeve. I'll eat my hat. I care that much.

Keep the eyes bobbing. The head nodding. I don't need.

I don't need any talking back. I ate a book for lunch. I'll just hush.


I care that much.