Armchair Martian - I'm Not Ready lyrics

She dictates my every breath She'll flatter herself with things like that Find herself down in debt but I'm not ready yet She writes down what I've said Puts it in my face 'till I've re-read Say something I forget but I'm not ready yet No fun, feel sick, no fun... Hey son why don'cha find your head She'll try and call my hand, disconnected and disbanded She can have what she can find, I might lose my mind No fun... I'm not ready yet Cowards way or be controlled. Do what you're told.... No fun... I couldn't be alone with you But I could be lonely with you