An old man gave me a tip he said don't waste your time with politics he said, just chase girls instead...
and life is too short and you're almost dead he said...
I met a woman once gave her my best shot but never did I talk and talk and talk
if I had her back, I'd be as real as my age.
I still don't blame them I wouldn't do the same. But I can blame them
I sing her this....
And you want to be dressed in poetry, but inthe dream it doesn't fit.
And you want resizing, but darling dear get a grip.
AND I THINK WHAT I JUST WROTE IS GOING OVER MY HEAD.
I'M STEALING LINES FROM MYSELF, AND WHAT I SAID WAS NEVER SAID.
it's just a Lyrical Lie
