People who share too much.

Unless it's a spring rose in decay

Or some other sort of horrendous display

Of shattered love on a winter's day

I'm not interested, go away.

If you want me to pay attention

To whatever important news that you may have

Well I'll be glad to stray in your direction

But I'm telling you it's got to be really bad

Really bad it's got to be

To get a reaction out of me

Baby pictures just won't cut it

Give me broken toes or stuff it

I don't care about the rain

Or your spiritual pain

Did you miss your train today?

Not my problem, I'm afraid.

I'm not interested

I made a point, you missed it.

Why don't you go and test it

On your own reflection?

I'm not interested

You made a point but I missed it.

I'm not interested

Go away.