Coma kid tell me how you come to Follow you around where ever you go Said I don't go where I'm supposed go And I don't go really anywhere you know Told me how he's driven by a curse 'Til he kicked out into reverse Said I don't go where I'm supposed to go And I don't go really anywhere you know I made up my mind and I don't mind saying so I went to meet you at Central Square And when I couldn't find you there I went walking around the city some more People watching with a cold blank stare And I saw your face in everyone I swear Seems I never get your kick quite right I was walking slow to a dirty dive I'm so sick and tired trying to change your mind When it's so easy to disconnect mine High times high times High times yeah I feel fine High times high times High times man I feel fine Don't pick me up I'm fine right where I am I don't go where I'm supposed to go Where I'm supposed to go