Nirvana

Oh, I hate this mood
But it keeps me close to you
If you're leaving soon
There's not much I can do
New nirvana shirt
But she don't know any words
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Is this the only line she's heard

She don't know the hell I'm in
Four at the end of the cigarette end
She can't help getting over it
Settle it down, well, I'm sick of this

Oh, you hate this too
'Cause you know how much it hurts
To let this go because you know somebody's got it worse
So you keep me 'round
But don't say it too loud
You're saving face in different places
When you come down, oh

She don't know the hell I'm in
Four at the end of the cigarette end
She can't help getting over it
Settle it down, well, I'm sick of this

She don't know the hell I'm in
Four at the end of the cigarette end
She can't help getting over it
Settle it down, well, I'm sick of this

Now there's a southern
Rain that could smother
You and your mother
Wake and recover

Now there's a southern
Rain that could smother
You and your mother
Wake and recover
'Cause she don't know

She don't know the hell I'm in
Four at the end of the cigarette end
She can't help getting over it
Settle it down, well, I'm sick of this

She don't know the hell I'm in
Four at the end of the cigarette end
She can't help getting over it
Settle it down, well, I'm sick of this