French Press

I'm all right if you ask me, but you never do Is this thing on? I'm coming at you from beside a dirty canal And I never felt better since I let her go You find out who your friends are when the city's cold And you speak like a child And I've been reading the French press And I've been disconnected And people used to say under their breath That you got the looks and I got all of the rest Did it work out for the best? And brother, don't you know? Brother, don't you know That jealousy is a curse? And what's worse is the silence It's strange, are you moving out of range? You're keeping alright, that's good to know The cup runs over at the overflows Well, nothing happens here, the time ticks slow Where the money walks and the hard air blows In the same shirt, with the same crack, in the same window Drinking from a French press, Fiona's changed address Did you hear about it? (I'm having trouble making you out) Did you hear about? (I said I think I'm cutting out) Did you? (I'm having trouble) Did you hear about?