Nothing I say's so important

That it can't be shortened to fit on a badge

I wish that I could be contrite

And deliver her sound bites, but here is the catch



Everybody applauds her

From the lord to the hoards and a nation is swept

By her one to one conversations

In adult education I would tell her except



Can't say you're unattractive

But I'm out of practice at this sort of thing

It's not like I'm talking Italian

Or I wear a medallion and a sovereign ring



Great things can be expressed

In fifteen words or less and pinned onto your heart

Words just don't do it justice

The world and its crust is still drifting apart



Can't say what I mean



Do you know when you go I get all tongue-tied

I'm the same all again back when you arrive



What a face

What a face

Can you blame me for pulling a face?

What a waste

What a face