Don't Make Eye Contact Songtext
von On a Hiding to Nothing

Do you get a warm self-satisfied glow inside of you from the sense of awkwardness that you inflict? Does the way you make everyone on the high street uncomfortable make you feel like you′re really doing your bit? Cos in your own words you're a crazy and outgoing people-person, of friendly banter a never-ending source, so you′re a perfect fit to help the kids for £5.50 an hour to help support you through your BTEC drama course.
Don't bother opening your trap, cos i don't have a minute or want a chat. I′m busy not hearing you speak, or avoiding your eye, or just crossing the street.
You′re the master of the loud awkward unwanted chat, embarrassment and harassment your stock in trade. But no matter how much you think otherwise, no one on the high street actually wants to talk to you I'm afraid. Haven′t you ever wondered why passers-by won't make eye contact and veer as widely around you as they do, make sure your eyes never meet, stare at their feet, or just try to be on the opposite side of the street from you?
Don′t bother opening your trap, cos i don't have a minute or want a chat. I′m busy not hearing you speak, or avoiding your eye, or just crossing the street.
You're not sure why everyone shrugs off your offers of free hugs, everybody's got an excuse (I′m on lunch mate, no can do). The moment their eyes hit your shit-eating grin and clipboard they can′t stop staring at their shoes.
Don't bother opening your trap, cos I don′t have a minute or want a chat. I'm busy not hearing you speak, or avoiding your eye, or just crossing the street.