All I'm asking for
Is to know there's an emergency exit door
And to find you parked on the other side
With the engine running
Ready to ride.

I expect you think my attitude
Is disrespectful, coarse and rude.
If you've known me a while, probably at work,
You'll know I can be a tactless jerk.
I've a pretty good hunch when it comes to the crunch,
You won't be inviting me out for lunch.
Instead you'll be running as fast as you can
To protect yourself from that nasty man.

But all I'm asking for
Is to know there's an emergency exit door
And to find you parked on the other side
With your engine running
Ready to ride.

There's a thousand people following you,
I imagine they all feel the same way I do.
We're all competing to be top of your list,
We're all fantasizing that we're gonna get kissed
By the awesome, superfit, goddess of sound
But she's too busy being to get around.

All I'm asking for
Is to know there's an emergency exit door
And to find you parked on the other side
With your engine running
Ready to ride.

All I'm living for
Is the hope that there really is something more
Worth hanging around to participate in
And I hope I've the strength
When I find it
To finally begin.