Coma Boy

He comes in on his cloud Avoids my eyes and sits down Lifts his cup to his mouth Makes to talk, won't come out. Minutes pass, I give up Push his buttons, saying stuff Nothing stirred, nothing spilled The way he stares, it gives me chills. Coma-boy, what's going on inside? Come on, boy, just don't switch off and die. If I scratch your arm, spit in your eye Wont you try, try, try To come around, Coma-boy? I speak and you smoke There's a lump in your throat, Where the words will get caught Till they're forever lost. Take you pulse, take your things Take your long constant dream Hang a vacancy sign on your eyes cos you're out of town Coma-boy, what's going on inside? Come on, boy, just don't switch off and die. If I scratch your arm, spit in your eye Wont you try, try, try To come around, Coma-boy? Come around, Coma-boy. Come around, Coma-boy. Come around, Coma-boy. If I'm somebody not nobody Why am I holding your cold body? If I'm somebody not nobody Why am I holding your cold body? If I'm somebody not nobody Why am I holding your cold body? If I'm somebody not nobody Why am I holding your cold body?