Well they may wear those classic polos,
With faded shorts and fake smiles,
I’m sure the sperrys don’t tell the truth,
Though you may take a while,
And there’s the truth that you can’t see,
They probably would like to throw a punch at me,
Only if you could see them like I do,
There’s a chance that you’ll agree,
You know what’s a funny thing?
Hold on, we’ll tell them tonight,
But your mind is already made up,
Let me ask are you always right?
And it doesn’t take no Sherlock Holmes,
To see a bit different around here,
How hard you make it for yourself?
Agree that there’s no certain romance going on there,
Don’t get me wrong though there’s boys in bands,
And others who’d like to hold your hands,
And just because he’s got a couple of cash,
He thinks its okay to act like an ass,
When you can be the ocean that bleeds into the sky,
You still wanna be the sand I have no idea why,
Maybe your mind is already made up,
Just tell the truth don’t you lie..