I keep reading all that graffiti on your back

You brush over it but the paint begins to blister and crack

Well, I can see that she forgot to cross a T, an oversight

Why don?t you just tell her to finish what she?s started

And get it right

My script has a lighter touch

She leaves an impression

And when you find her a bit too much

I?m not your concession



Refrain:

Well, there are things you can?t undo

Although your conscience needs you to

And if there?s decency in you

It?s barely breathin?



This is not your typical dysfunctional mess

?Cause not once ounce of guilt is coming over you

You won?t confess

But your essancereeks of her

She?s in my bed

And your speech is well rehearsed

It?s not in my head



-Refrain-