She's always coming too close I wish she'd leave me alone But I want her to stay By the length of my arm Or a 20-foot pole I keep her away The more that she gives me The hungrier I get But I would not give an inch If I were starvin' to death And every message I send I have to send out in code Just to cover my tracks And I can't understand How she knows what she knows She should be facing the facts It's a sad, sad story Like the one in Macbeth And I'll never, never let her know That I'm starvin' to death There are times when I call her She answers the phone, she knows She calls out my name And waits for my voice But I don't say a word, not a word And pretty soon I'm guessing She'll be saving her breath And I'll never say a word 'Cause I'm starvin' to death