Write about the simple way that I don't
Oh, she's staring at the sky
There's quite a lot of space there
But nothing in her eyes
Calling to her number one
She's got an ample ego from all the sops she's won
Everybody's talking about her messing around with your mind
It's such a tired town
Everybody's waiting around for you to decipher her signs
It's she who'll wear the crown
You've got to live it down
If God is still around
Write about the simple way that I don't
What if someone's out of sight?
I'll find a way to tell her that something isn't right
What if you're not coming home?
I'll find a way to tell her I'd rather live alone
Everybody's talking about her messing around with your mind
It's such a tired town
Everybody's waiting around for you to decipher her signs
It's she who'll wear the crown
You've got to live it down
If someone's still around
Is someone still around?
Write about the simple way that I don't