Yeah, you changed out of me As one would change to a new pair of shoes And I see the fashions changing with the seasons And no, love is not immune With a hat in my hand I'm standing naked Show what little you will lose But there are no hard feelings I'm outgrowing My own style too There are birds in the front yard I feed them breadcrumbs from my bathrobe In the morning I stand admiring the colors How is it you...you get to keep What you are born in? But of course that's just your nature As is mine to cover up my points of origin Oh, but there are no hard feelings Fly away I resign myself to the pavement The only thing concealed
Is that there's nothing to conceal It's the bluff that structures everything You were sleeping behind the wheel But if you want to strip it down Want to pare that apple peel You'll see you wanted some love And just a measure of Violent Sex Appeal I am driving when out of nowhere A madman nearly separates me from all my sorrows And in that moment I could have murdered Had a gun availed itself in my lapse of morals But then he pulls up to me and says I am sorry, man, that was altogether my fault I stop. I say there are no hard feelings, of course Only soft ones - likely gone by tomorrow