I wasn't trying to be polite
When I said that you sang without rhythm
You just don't wait for the song to flow like I do
You rewrite the rules for how music should feel
I confess it is not rare I mean to be mean but,
I like when you sing when you see I'm blue
Tuneless and a little stupid, I still sense the melody
Tuning out I could be, tired too
I rewrite the rules when it comes to tuning into you
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