'Ladies! All this time i thought you wanted me to be like you. You don't want me to be like you! Now you'll sing for me!” said the man who's no longer interesting.
And you were always afraid of that.
That I was just like you.
But really, I just liked you.
But it's funny how now we
Are both the same.
I'm sad.
You're sad.
Or maybe you're happy now.
You probably don't care much
since I'm not interesting either
anymore.
Nothing I say makes you wonder
And it's a wonder you ever cared at all
I've tried a million and one ways to talk to you
Nothing ever seems to go the right way
Perhaps I'm missing the right one
Or perhaps
There are at last no right words to say