You're blowing smoke rings and I'm brushing my hair
I'm thinking things I shouldn't share
You're playing guitar and I'm drinking tea
I hear what you're saying but you won't look at me
You say my plates full and that's your excuse
We're speaking in metaphors without a clue
I guess it's a buffet because you've piled this s**t up high
I'm pretending to people watch but I'm just watching you pass by
I'm not going to beg and I'm not going to fight
You were there too and you know it felt right
I'm not going to open my heart or shed any tears
You said I've got to let go but you've confirmed all my fears
Well the timing might be wrong
But a clock can't determine where I belong
If you asked me the question I would have told you the truth
I was too busy acting cool and being aloof
You've got me cracked but in some ways you were wrong
I'm not the hulk I can't always be strong
Its not love because we didn't give it a chance
This is only the intro it can't be the last dance
I'll carry on with a carefully painted smile
You'll regret this but I'll always be at the bottom of your pile