I can imagine nothing more tedious
Than trying to have fun with you again
Maybe it's just something in my mind
But I hate feeling like I'm trying all the time
It's a kind of lie
When we pretend that we're still friends
I'm sure you're not exactly short of people to
hang out and laugh at your jokes
Tell you you look great
You wouldn't want me around
Making it all feel "forced "
..and "put down"
And every time I smile to wonder if I'm laughin' at you
And with every little grin you don't want to be wonderin'
Just exactly what it is I'm taking pleasure in
Although I always said
We were basically the same and all one
All one
It's so easy to persuade myself
I'm clockwork and you're quartz
I guess that irony
Will surely be
The death of me
And every time I smile d'you wonder if I'm laughin' at you?
