He always gets so mad things you laugh at.
"Don't get so worked up." you'd say.
but on the back deck you admit that you haven't felt much
like laughing lately anyway.

And so I say, "that could change."

I noticed how you waste no time making your way
across the room.
You leave a wake of tongues still waving after you.
And it isn't no coincidence where you finally choose to stand.
I guess soon you will be leaving your man.

It's a sweet smile and then a denial.
Hey, you are just trying to be nice.
But there is a meaning to every fleeting action you unconsciously
decide.
The clocks they chime. Now it's time.

I know you try and play it cool but there are
some thoughts you just can't hide.
Only in your closest friends do you confide.
The way you say you'll be seeing me.
Oh like it's so offhand.
I guess soon you will be leaving your man.

You stare at me so boldly now.
You have no lack of confidence.
It's just those lessons on sublety you missed.
I know you dream of saving me.
Like I'm some plane that you could land.
But when you fly you'll be leaving your man.