Like many other songwriters, most of the time the way I deal with something, the way I attempt to understand myself is through music. The story behind this song is quite literal, but I will let everyone imagine the events that led to me sitting down with my old guitar.
Lyrics.-
Is that some gunk stuck on the ceiling
I guess I'm rambling out this part
cuz I hate this funny feeling
and I don't know just where to start
(chorus)
Let's just break... break this off
before this gets too complicated
before the drama starts (2x)
Look at us now, we are supposed to be just friends...
Is it me or are you flirting?
Are you playing just the part
Oh, can't you see its kind of hurting?
You are from Venus, I'm from Mars
(chorus)
Because I know that you are leaving
You are running back into his arms
But god it feels like I am stealing
Like I belong behind some bars
(chorus)
