He always gets so mad things you laugh at.

"Don't get so worked up." you'd say.  but on the

back deck you admit that you haven't felt much 

like laughing lately anyway.  And so I say, "that

could change."



I noticed how you waste no time making your way

across the room. You leave a wake of tongues

still waving after you.  And it isn't no coincidence

where you finally choose to stand.  I guess soon

you will be leaving your man.



It's a sweet smile and then a denial.  Hey, you

are just trying to be nice.  But there is a meaning

to every fleeting action you unconsciously

decide.  The clocks they chime.  Now it's time.



I know you try and play it cool but there are

some thoughts you just can't hide.  Only in your

closest friends do you confide.  The way you say

you'll be seeing me, oh like it's so offhand.  I

guess soon you will be leaving your man.



You stare at me so boldly now.  You have no lack

of confidence.  It's just those lessons on sublety

you missed.  I know you dream of saving me

like I'm some plane that you couls land.  But

when you fly you'll be leaving your man.