All answers seem to come too easily
To you the word rhetorical is wrong
These questions blur the things we need to see

and hide simplicity beneath a song
With catches of some phrase that you have heard
and dated stories dug up from your past

You've caught truth in a leg-hold trap of words
I swear to you this will not be the last time I will
Turn around, tell me why, we'll have to wait and see

Turn around and you sigh goodbye
We always disagree
You just cannot stand to see me free

All answers seem to come too easily
To you the word rhetorical is wrong
These questions blur the things we need to see

and hide simplicity beneath a song
I try to make her see there is no way
Attempts at comprehension always miss

She lays her body down and tries to say
I guess there is no answer to a kiss, so then you
Turn around, tell me why, we'll have to wait and see

Turn around and you sigh goodbye
We always disagree
You just cannot stand to see me free