Calm your restless ways, don't point your finger
at me for joining in something that started out
to be exciting, now just a passing thing to you,
while I stand in the background of deceit and
betrayal.
Was not I who spoke words of love that proved
to be shallow water under that rotten log we
passed over, through a passionate dare.
Come on, don't run away when words of truth hit
home, face me and look me in the eye and tell
me your words of love never meant nothing of
importance.
You treat me as you treat yourself to a dish of
ice cream, a fresh treat till it is gone, cake was
nice to eat when the frosting was fresh, was it
not!
Calm your restless desires, you'll only have me
as long as you want me, and soon I'll be just
a memory that brought you roses once upon
a time.
