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