A old man gave me a tip he said
 "don't waste your time with politics" he said
 "just chase skirts instead"
 "life is too short, and your almost dead" he said
 "I met a woman once, I gave her my best shot"
 "but never did I talk"
 "if I had her back I'd be as real as my age"
 "I so don't blame them, I wouldn't do the same"
 "but I can blame them, I'd Sing her this"
  you want to be dressed in poetry
 but imagery doesn't fit
 and you want resizing
 but darling dear get a grip
  and I think what I just wrote is going over my head
 I'm stealing lines from myself
 And what I said was never said
 Its just a lyrical lie
 Made up in my mind
  And you want to be dressed in poetry
 but imagery doesn't fit
 and you want resizing
 

but darling dear get a grip  you're moving but not aware
 
your're drowsy without a care
 except keeping your whites behind your lids
 and your lids are your best canvas
 I can only imagine what your painting
 And your body on my mattress is proof
 And your makeup on your pillow is proof
 But do you think I am telling you the truth




Is just a lyrical lie,


Madeup in my mind 

 And you want to be dressed in poetry
 but imagery doesn't fit
 and you want resizing
 but darling dear get a grip