Well, do you just confuse me for the sake? Don't worry I'm just kidding, I never thought that you'd stay There's a fine printed line in the love that we sell And a little web of truth in those lies that I tell So tell me what your thoughts were when you ran away And I climbed all those trees, your familiar hiding place And I stumbled upon you on some neighbor's lawn You said: Either way I get the short end of the straw I mean, what are my options? It's wet grass or cold cement, isn't it? I never really found a moment To confront or really hold that Conversation so I let it go Read your vibe, tried to flow with it I left and got away with it But that can't be true 'Cause something's still missing And what if it's you? There's a price to pay, isn't there? 'Cause the love here's not free, not everyone gets a share So what are your options? It's wet grass or cold cement, isn't it? I never really found a moment To confront or really hold that Conversation so I let it go Read your vibe, tried to flow with it I left and got away with it