Don't Give Me That "I Told You So" Look

Don't give me that 'I told you so' look

Over your shoulder

I can't help but organize your wife

She wants me to mould her

And I should have told her

That so strong is the lure of moods

Invariably they're mostly misunder...

Misunderstood

It's when we're listening a difference

Is waiting in stated layers

It's when we license our pet hates

Become irate useless prayers

Still you choose to ignore this course

And I'll go along and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

Until I'm hoarse

I should've been with you

I shouldn't have let you grace on grit

You hit out and then you wonder why

Your choice of reflections made you cry

I should have been with you

Visions are cast over beaches where footprints are left to say

I'm here and burning the night oil and still you want me to pay

Still you choose to ignore this course

And I'll go along and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

Until I'm hoarse