Texty: Aimee Mann. Lost In Space. Real Bad News.

You don't know, so don't say you do -- You don't. You might think that things will change, But reality intrudes They won't But take my word -- You paint a lovely picture, With a message for you And it's real bad news I was undecided like you But I could not stem the tide of overwhelm You try to keep it going, but a lot of avenues At first And thirst Just aren't open to you when you're real bad news I've got love and anger They come as a pair But buyer beware When I show you You can take your chances Make you feel bad And I won't This bog ball of sad isn't Worth even filling with air And baby, let me tell you Like whose secrets are whose And that's real bad news You can get some things confused Real bad news Real bad news