I heard that you hate me You know that I do The words that come out of my mouth And the sounds telling me I hate you too Next time you should be more careful who You're sitting next to I might know them And they can come & tell me All about you What did I do? Did I get to you? My arms, my tears, my love, my heart The ocean in my heart The drought of my heart Did it get to you? I didn't know about your fear for the ladies With the guitars & the occaisional high-heeled shoe The look in their eyes Like they need you to want them Even if you don't want to What did I do? Did I get to you? My arms, my tears, my love, my heart The ocean in my heart The drought of my heart Did it get to you? Well, I didn't realize about the scrutinizing eyes of your friends Their high standards & high commands I can tell you I hate you You can get up & go back to bed But I might run into you one of these days & knock you dead Knock you dead My arms, my tears, my love, my heart The ocean in my heart The drought of my heart Did it get to you? My arms, my tears, my love, my heart, my soul The ocean in my heart The drought of my heart