You say that you’re for me, but how far would you go
To show me you’re serious, to show me that you mean business?
Give it all up? No way, you couldn’t do that
Why? Because it’s all to precious to you
And you wouldn’t understand my life, even if I explained it to you.
You wouldn’t want to know, you’d find a way to make it better with
Pie crust promises and empty meanings.
Who do you speak for? Not me, that’s for sure
With you “Let’s do this together”
Really? Honestly? Hand on heart?
No, fingers crossed behind your back instead.
And I can’t bear it, knowing the pain that will be felt
Long after this day has drawn to a close.
Anguish, heartache, a sense of utter loss,
The feeling of contempt levied at anyone who doesn’t agree
With what is said or done, because they “don’t understand”
When it’s “all for the greater good”
Well, I, for one, am saddened, am lost for words
When you have plenty to throw about.
You have a lot to prove; your actions will speak louder than your words
And, if this democratic nation of ours truly believes
That this is the only way, I cannot argue with them
But will say I’ll wait and see what changes come.
For now, I cannot hear it again and again
Like sour milk in my coffee, I shudder.
There’s only so much sour milk I’ll be able to drink…