Peaches

there's a hermit crab
on my guitar
and he's singing
to me

i know that if i sing his song
i won't get far
but he's singing
to me

i'm just making this up now
there's nothing to sing about
except for my true hate
i guess that's something

i couldn't write an entire song
about what you did wrong
i don't have the heart
but if i did it would be in drop D

there's a hermit crab
on my guitar
and he's dancing
for me

i know that if i dance his dance
i won't get far
but he's dancing
for me

if you don't know why
this song is about nothing
i won't
explain

i know i said this would be
in drop D
i'm sorry
i didn't have the time at all

the time to tune down
to tune you out
to tune you out