You burden me with your questions
You'd have me tell no lies
You're always asking what it's all about

But don't listen to my replies
You say to me I don't talk enough
But when I do I'm a fool

These times I've spent, I've realized
I'm going to shoot through
And leave you


The things, you say
Your purple prose just gives you away

The things, you say
You're unbelievable


You burden me with your problems
By telling me more than mine
I'm always so concerned

With the way you say
You've always go to stop
To think of us being one

Is more than I ever know
But this time, I realize
I'm going to shoot through

And leave you

Seemingly lasts, don't mean

You can ask us
Pushing down the relative
Bringing out your higher self

Think of the fine times
Pushing down the better few
Instead of bringing out the clues

To what the world and everything anger to
Brace yourself with the grace of ease
I know this world ain't what it seems.


What the $#&@ was that