C’mon and talk to me
I will try the upmost try to be honest with you
Try to be honest with you
Every single

Work
Imma gonna talk to me
I will try the upmost try to be rhythmical
Try to be rhythmical

I’ve been thinking a lot since the end of our family affair
And the things that went wrong, in a matter of speaking
Should have been more [bad word] about the things I needed to say
But you’ve seen to be talking to someone else

Now you’ve got me feeling so sorry
For something I didn’t do
You’ve got me crawlin around a gutter
When I should have been busy making love to you

So it’s all smoothed over
You covered your ears real tight
Is it up to me to be telling
The black from the white

Talkin to you is bittersweet
Now Talkin to you is bittersweet
Now Talkin to you is bittersweet
Bittersweet bittersweet

So what matters most in the end is beyond our big (blue reeds)???
Had to unfold all the mysteries
It take a different kind of species
I’m unable to handle the weight
Of all of your doubts
What a (new words)???

Now you’ve got me feeling so stupid
When I couldn’t understand
You’ve got me reeling around in circles [bad word] demand