There comes a time when you swim or sink So I jumped in the drink 'Cause I couldn't make myself clear
Maybe I wrote in invisible ink Oh, I've tried to think How I could have made it appear
But another illustration is wasted 'Cause the results are the same I feel like a ghost who's trying to move your hands Over some Ouija board in the hopes I can spell out my name
What some take for magic at first glance Is just sleight-of-hand depending on what you believe Something gets lost when you translate It's hard to keep straight Perspective is everything
And I know now which is which and what angle I oughta look at it from I suppose I should be happy to be misread Better be that than some of the other things I have become
But nobody wants to hear this tale The plot is clichéd, the jokes are stale And baby we've all heard it all before Oh, I could get specific but Nobody needs a catalog With details of love I can't sell anymore
And aside from that, this chain of reaction, Baby, is losing a link Though I'd hope you'd know what I tried to tell you And if you don't I could draw you a picture in invisible ink
But nobody wants to hear this tale The plot is clichéd, the jokes are stale And baby we've all heard it all before Oh, I could get specific but Nobody needs a catalog With details of love I can't sell anymoreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
