Lyrics Bob Guiney – Spare Minute

Bogus reasons for leaving me hangin’ by a thread
Ya turn me down it turns me on,
It really messed with my head
Recurring dreams bout the real popular people in school

I guess you win this time
It’s ridiculous
For you to be sitting there laughing as I crash and I burn

Can you spare a minute for
Can you spare a minute for when I die?

I’m burned out on pickup lines
That I learned in Philosophy classes
Then the starting fullback
Fell on my black rimmed glasses
Seeing that I
Don’t have a comeback to use
Think I’d better, better make a fool of you now

She’s in charge of me
She’s swallowing the life inside
It just takes 60 seconds to make me come around