This time last year, the day that it started
She spoke of love and how in practice it cannot be applied
'Bout the crisis of the housing market
Sat up lovely
In her second home in the Scottish countryside
We went out to a meal
She ordered Lobster Thermidor
Broke me down with words about how much she hates a troubadour
After violating the staff
She paid and said, "Why can't you understand?"
With every piece of hate I spread they pay me 20 grand
Fell in love with a talking head
Tried not to listen but she made me
Fell in love with a talking head
Said, "You'll either love me or hate me"
She did a tasteful bit of investigative journalism
About the stupidest family in Britain
She interviewed the dad for 60 seconds then she scribbled down her genius
In all of one sitting
But she was cool
'Cause she didn't care
And she said what she liked
It was apparent that she didn't like a thing
Not even me
She said, "I'm proffessionally sesquipedalian"
Or whatever, whatever
Whatever that means
I fell in love with a talking head
Tried not to listen but she made me
Fell in love with a talking head
Said, "You'll either love me or hate me"
Isn't it fitting that I hate you now?
I hate you now?
She couldn't stop her talking
Her talking got me drinking
In the pleasant arms of alcohol
The spirits got me thinking
Our love is far too hateful
Her genius grows distant
And the world would sure be grateful
If I ended its existance
So I took us in a car
The cliffs were where it led
Now I'm staring at the headstone
Of the loveliest of talking heads
Fell in love with a talking head
Tried not to listen but she made me
Fell in love with a talking head
Said, "You'll either love me or hate me"
Why do I love you now?
I love you now
I love you now
Love you now