An old man gave me a tip he said
Don't waste your time with politics he said
Just chase skirts instead
Life is too short and you're almost dead he said
I met a woman once
Gave her my best shot
But never did I talk and talk and talk
If I had her back
I'd be as real as my age
I so don't blame them
I wouldn't do the same
But I can blame them
I'd sing her this
You want to be dressed in poetry
But imagery doesn't fit
And you want resizing
But darling dear
Get a grip
And I think what I just wrote is going over my head
I'm stealing lines from myself
And what I said was never said
It's just a lyrical lie
Made up in my mind
And you want to be dressed in poetry
But imagery doesn't fit
And you want resizing
But darling dear
Get a grip
You're moving but not aware
You're drowsy without a care
Except keeping your whites behind your lids
And your lids are your best canvas
I can only imagine what you're painting
What you're painting
And your body on my mattress is proof
And your makeup on my pillow is proof
But do you think I'm telling you the truth?
And you want to be dressed in poetry
But imagery doesn't fit
And you want resizing
But darling dear
Get a grip
And you want to be dressed in poetry
But imagery doesn't fit
And you want resizing
But darling dear
Get a grip
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Thanks to katelyneliz51 for these lyricsDon't waste your time with politics he said
Just chase skirts instead
Life is too short and you're almost dead he said
I met a woman once
Gave her my best shot
But never did I talk and talk and talk
If I had her back
I'd be as real as my age
I so don't blame them
I wouldn't do the same
But I can blame them
I'd sing her this
You want to be dressed in poetry
But imagery doesn't fit
And you want resizing
But darling dear
Get a grip
And I think what I just wrote is going over my head
I'm stealing lines from myself
And what I said was never said
It's just a lyrical lie
Made up in my mind
And you want to be dressed in poetry
But imagery doesn't fit
And you want resizing
But darling dear
Get a grip
You're moving but not aware
You're drowsy without a care
Except keeping your whites behind your lids
And your lids are your best canvas
I can only imagine what you're painting
What you're painting
And your body on my mattress is proof
And your makeup on my pillow is proof
But do you think I'm telling you the truth?
And you want to be dressed in poetry
But imagery doesn't fit
And you want resizing
But darling dear
Get a grip
And you want to be dressed in poetry
But imagery doesn't fit
And you want resizing
But darling dear
Get a grip
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