The sun hits the back of my neck through a crack in the window shade I blow it off I blow it off 'Cause I keep outside in the ears and eyes of friends I've never made So I blow it off I blow it off There's nothing to say That couldn't just as well be sent I've got an American share of 21st century stress Your trouble vibrates the table interrupts my reverie I blow it off I blow it off 'Cause if it's that bad it ain't getting better face to face with me So I blow it off I blow it off There's nothing to say That couldn't just as well be sent I've got an American share of 21st century stress Just go ahead and bloody up your knuckles knocking at my door I'll blow 'em off I'll blow 'em off... (The sun hits the back of my neck through a crack in the window shade But I keep outside in the ears and eyes of friends I've never made...) ((Your trouble vibrates the table interrupts my reverie But if it's all that bad it ain't getting better face to face with me...)) 'Cause there's nothing to say that couldn't just as well be sent I've got an American share of 21st century stress See the oceans rise and leave the nations crying at heaven's door I blew it off I blew it off