He always gets so mad things you laugh at.
"Don't get so worked up" you'd say. But on the
back deck you admit that you haven't felt much

like laughing lately anyway. And so I say, "that
could change."


I noticed how you waste no time making your way
across the room. You leave a wake of tongues
still waving after you. And it isn't no coincidence

where you finally choose to stand. I guess soon
you will be leaving your man.


It's a sweet smile and then a denial. Hey, you
are just trying to be nice. But there is a meaning
to every fleeting action you unconsciously

decide. The clocks they chime. Now it's time.

I know you try and play it cool but there are

some thoughts you just can't hide. Only in your
closest friends do you confide. The way you say
you'll be seeing me, oh like it's so offhand. I

guess soon you will be leaving your man.

You stare at me so boldly now. You have no lack

of confidence. It's just those lessons on sublety
you missed. I know you dream of saving me
like I'm some plane that you could land. But

when you fly you'll be leaving your man.