Well painted passion, you rightly suspect. Impersonation, the dumbing down of love. Jaded in anger, love underwhelms you. No box of chocolates, whichever way you fall.
If this is a question. Is maybe, a lie?. If yes doesn't mean it. Does when lessen why. . You are held in a cue. Someone will be with you shortly. Say I'm wrong, you decide.
Pay close attention. Don't listen to me from now. George will be flying this one. And it's anyone's guess how he does it. . This is my turn wrong universe.
Sometimes I like to get away. From this maddening shroud. Sometimes I love, you know, it's all insane. . Maybe it's time for me to pack it in. Maybe it's time for me to track it in.
I read you and God, I'm good at it, I'm so spot on. Chord shapes in air go press that dissonance if you dare. And you breathing in finesse an innocent.