Just a Song

Oh, to get ahead in this world
Takes a lot of kind words
And ruthless damning actions
And I hope, I never have to hurt you
Though I gladly will do, my friend
And I’ll be reading in the kitchen
Sipping lazy cups of tea
I won’t be brooding in my bedroom
With the shutters down on me
And this song is not cathartic
Because I’ve done nothing wrong
It’s just a song
It’s just a song
Ah, you see the more you’re trying
The more I know you’re lying
The more I start to hate the sight of you
Tell me what you would do?
Pulled by both arms, nearly torn in two
And I’ll be reading in the kitchen
Sipping lazy cups of tea
I won’t be crying in my bedroom
With the covers over me
And this song is not cathartic
Because I’ve done nothing wrong
It’s just a song
It’s just a song
And I’ll be reading in the kitchen
Sipping lazy cups of tea
I won’t be brooding in my bedroom
With the shutters down on me
And this song is not cathartic
Because I’ve done nothing wrong
It’s just a song
It’s just a song
It’s just a song
It’s just a song