Bright Idea

Did somebody tell you what I couldn't tell you?

I hope they did, I hope they didn't

Will I learn to regret it, or should I forget it?

Whatever this is, it feels electric

You shot me a sweet look, gave me your yearbook

Told me to sign, it was a signal

But I couldn't find the words, I just couldn't find the nerve

As usual

Here's my bright idea

I'll just disappear

I'll just fly away from here

Hey

Well, now you're in Hollywood, right in my neighborhood

Things are really looking up for you

An army of managers and lots of pretty boys

Linin' up to meet with you

Oh, I'm pretty sure that it was you that I bumped into just the other day

At the record store

But I still don't have a clue, I just couldn't talk to you

As usual

Here's my bright idea, mmm

I'll just disappear, whoa

Here's my bright idea, a-bum, bum, bum, bum

I'll just disappear

I'll just fly away from here

So, I come to your event in my well rehearsed mystique

I show up an hour late, but I've been ready for a week

Then you float into the hallway like some neon silhouette

I'm slowing losing oxygen, and my hands are soaking wet

All the cameras and reporters piling up on one another

Just to get a look at you, they all want an interview

Then I make my move, push them out of my way

But I still just don't know what to say

Here's my bright idea, mmm

I'll just disappear, whoa

Here's my bright idea, a-bum, bum, bum, bum

I'll just disappear

I'll just fly away from here

Here's my bright idea

Here's my bright idea

Here's my bright, here's my bright

Here's my bright idea, whoa