Bored With Me

I know that you're bored with me
When I write you a letter
When the things I feel are in it
When I see the message in your eyes
You haven't even read it yet
That's when I know
That you're bored with me

When I hold your hand
And your palm stays dry
When I try to say that you're killing me
But I start to cry
And you look at me right in the eye
And say it's unbecoming of me to die
Then I know that you're
Bored with me

My friend made me promise her
My tender branch would never go out
To you again but
Here I am 
Holding my breath
Cuz you're bored with me
Like a trainride to Washington
Bored with me
Out of yr mind with boredom
All because of me

Yeah, yeah, yeah, bored with me baby