Malted Milk The Mountain Goats

Two weeks later
You ask me what did I do?
Right after I got the great big brush off from you
And I checked my pulse
And I caught my breath
And I, I guess you know what happens next

I sat down and I drank my malted milk
I sat down and I drank my malted milk

You, you say
You say I'm easily appeased
But you, you don't know
The feeling that shoots through me
With a tall glass of malted milk
Cold as ice, smooth as silk
I sit down and I try real hard to forget
That you, you and I
Ever met

Yesterday
You came over
And you found me stretched out on the sofa
And you said you were gonna call a medic
Cuz I looked so pathetic
Lying there
Smiling brightly
Staring at you
Malted milk in my hand, still as a statue