You burden me with your questions
You have me tell no lies
You're always asking what it's all about
But don't listen to my replies
You say to me I don't talk enough
But when I do I'm a fool
These times I've spent I've realised
I'm gonna shoot through and leave you
Chorus:
The things you say
Your purple prose must give you away
The things you say
You're unbelievable
You burden me with your problems
By telling me more than mine
I'm always so concerned
With the way you say
You always have to stop
To think of us being one
Is more than I'd even know
But this time I've realised
I'm gonna shoot through and leave you
Chorus
Seemingly lastless don't mean
You can ask us
Pushing down the relative
Bringing out your highest self
Think of the fine times
Pushing down the better few
Instead of bringing out clues
To that world
And everything you anger to
Brace yourself with the grace of ease
I know the world isn't
What it seems
Writer(s): Robert S. Kelly, Christopher Wallace, Chris E. Martin
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