Really, you upset over where we went?
Well, it tells me a lot.
Your face shows disdain like the day when it looked like rain?

You, feel you should be at an expensive place.
And felt I should have known your taste.
Really, I should be the one enraged.

Respect, I guess you never learned.
I have heard too Many bridges you have burned.
But I thought there was a caring heart within you.
But you never catch me calling myself a fool.
That word reserved solo for you.

So, when you at the table all along/
Look at me and say, really?