You told that guy where he could take it
You couldn’t contain it
…honestly!

…and I’m too tired to try to be gracious
I’m probably blameless
Probably...

You sit on the same right hand
And it could’a stayed like that
This isn’t the way I planned
Couldn’t you cave? I have

If I can’t be what you want
Then I guess I won’t be what you want
And I won’t say it again

If only I’d died before, I’d probably be famous
But I heard her sigh before, and it was contagious

You sit on the same right hand
And I guess it’ll stay like that
This isn’t the way I planned
Are you afraid? I am