Lyrics

I did not mean to desert you
Talk down turnaround simplify or forget you it?s true

I certainly have no ill intentions
Cross words insecure childish misdirection indiscretion

I ?ve given up humoring your shallow friends
Don?t want to hear there memories of birthday parties and pretend I?m in them

I miss your style your sense of fashion
Everyday complacency I guess these things are bound to happen

I can?t believe you could mean so little to me
My heart wants to beg you for your pardon
But it?s hardened

Our table talk once wild and free
What used to come so easily has turned to civil niceties
?if you please?

Your family was once eccentric
Now there simply overbearing mother sister not so quick

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