You must be joking or a liar
Since your pants are not on fire
I guess we’re doing fine
Although it feels like doing time
The taste of copper on my tongue
No reaching for a gun
Oh dear, oh where oh where’s the justice in it?
We cannot be undone
I’m walking, I’m talking
To myself and no one else
I want to make some sense of it
If only for bit
I read that book for you
Look what I suffer through
Don’t tell me what to do
Because I’m doing it
You call me, you want me
You just can’t live without me
A tremble in your voice
As if I’d have to make a choice
I comply, I come by
You won’t look me in the eye
Is it my brain? Your phone? The Arbor Mist?
There’s something on the fritz
The door was open
So was the wine
So baby, tell me what I’m missing
I’ll listen
I read that book for you
Look what I suffer through
Don’t tell me what to do
Because I’m doing it
And when the day had closed
She turned and whispered
“You need to play more shows
And love - love - they’re gonna pay through the nose
But I won’t be there.”
I read that book for you
Look what I suffer through
Don’t tell me what to do
Because I’m doing it
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