You know we can't keep up this way,
sitting here with nothing to say.
Maybe it's better off to go our different ways
and act our part in some other plays.

Baby, Don't try to look at me that way
because your still sitting there with nothing to say.
So what if I know when to say when
since we're worse off than where we'd begin?

So what if we're just so good in bed
even though you call the line at giving head?
So what if you know it's not lust but it's love
and how you claim we fit like a glove.
Baby don't cry and think of it as the end
after all, I'm the one with the message to send.
Maybe everything happens for reasons in the end
at least you know, we can still be friends.
Maybe life will be better without me around
after all I'm sure there's more out there to be found.
At least you won't have to deal with my stomping ground
and at least I won't have to hear your snoring sound.
Baby don't pout and act like a bitch
since I don't mind finding someone else to switch.
Since apparently you seem to have the mental glitch
and all the efforts at reconciling, I've come to ditch.
So maybe life can go on somehow, somewhere
and since it's me who seems to really not care
and after all, I spoke to you initially on a dare
and after all, I was only attracted by the hair.
Baby, Don't put up such a damn fight.
I don't want to have to break up with you all night.
It's just that it's come into plain sight
and with this I see it all in a new light.
Well now, pack your shit up and move it along
after all I don't need to make this into a song.
All in all, I think I'm going to go back and pack the bong
because after all we've fought over I need to move to Hong Kong.

06/17/1999

Posted on 12/16/2003
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