Sometimes I wonder if I'm the fake person As I try to be polite Extend consideration, be nice, be kind
Cause really you'd have to be blind Not to see How little time I have to waste On wastes of time
I'm an **** man So to see the back of you I really wouldn't mind
If i could only be arsed man To look In your direction If only you had any to speak of or find
This is what happens when you've spent too much time with people who you like too little. Some company just leaves you Drained or bored, stay round those that make you feel lifted and inspired