You keep calling but 
I'm not at home' 
To give me your explanation 
I'm not waiting by the telephone 
With a feeling of frustration 
I always thought that if you understood 
You'd clean up this mess and you'd do me some good 
I don't need you anymore 
I'm not the man you're looking for 
Can't you see there's nothing in your head 
And your body's on vacation 
I keep hearing what 
I never said 
You got me in your conversation 
Now it's too late and you get what you see 
I don't like this hatred, it just isn't me