Never

Try to look in my eyes
Try and see the future
You know that could never be possible Cuz
Emerson once wrote
The eyes are the window to the soul
But i think, oh yeah
Yours is missing from time
It’s a piece outta the puzzle
Runt of the litter
It’s a drop outta the drizzle
Always the quitter
You are out of the game game game
Since you left me for the fame fame fame
And so this song could never be about you

Try to hold my hand
Try and feel the happy
You know that could be possible Cuz
Like Momma always says
Warm hands means a warm heart
But i think, oh yeah
Yours is like a fridge
It’s the ice in the winter
A painful splinter
It’s the bite of the frost
Always the boss
You are out of the crowd crowd crowd
Since you moved to sing loud loud loud
And so this song could never be about you

Try to look in my eyes
Try and see the future
You know that could never be possible
You said I’m such a hottie
Just like your grey Ferrari
I always look charming
But your kiss is alarming

Like mamma always says
Try to always think with your head
Don’t let go of your reason and common sense