All I ever wanted to be was a woolly muffler on your naked neck
Double wrap me when it's cold
But you pulled a little tight just now
And I'm afraid I feel a choke hold coming on
All I ever thought we might come to was second dates
Or maybe even psychic friends
And we could share a secret language
And almost definitely make more of it
But everyone around us would know
Everyone watching would know
This is not a walk with walking wounded
Here's the ball, here's the pole, now where's the tether
If you're not careful or grateful or whatever
And I never much cared much too much to begin with
I will not take your possibilities under my care
I will not see you on the bus
You want me to hold your hand
It's a courtship I can't stand
And here I thought you were crying because you were happy
Friends will turn against you
People disappoint you every time
So if you've got greatness in you would you do us all a favor
Quit your job and move away with me
Oh what bliss it would be
WRITERS
HUFFMAN, LIN, NELSON, SULT