I can't even rhyme about things i really give a thought you're right i suppose why even hide from those who know and i could pray, then you'd have to stay so i'll be brave and i i don't like you any more you're so vain, you're such a chore couldn't level after all i'm not waiting for your call i could pray, but then you'd have to stay so i'll be brave and i well i could pray, but then you'd have to stay think it over and sitting out the race and the selfish news without a sight but it still k**s me spilling all, been waiting out