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Kevin Devine

People Are So Fickle

 

People Are So Fickle

(album: Make The Clocks Move - 2003)


Oh baby, baby please
I feel an urgent need to apologize
I did a terrible thing in a terrible dream
And now I can't look you in the eye

It started:
We were out on a date
And you turned to say
"I gotta tell you something odd
I know I said we'd get married
But I'm already married"
And that's when you laughed so hard

So I turned and swung
I woke in a shock
Nails digging blood from the base of my palms

Because people are so fickle
They fall in love at different angles
So really I could lose you just as quickly as I've gotten you
And that's the kind of thought that makes me nervous
And worried if you'll really think I'm worth it
When the rush wears off and you're left with this busted person
But if you tell me you will I will do what I can to believe it

So baby all the things that I've seen
Last night while asleep
This morning, they're messing with me
And now I'm anxious as hell
And looking for help
Something pleasant and painless
Some story to tell
With a throughline of calm
That could stop me from being myself

Cause all I think is how I wanna be your fever
Just to know I make you heated
Cause I worry you might see me more like a blanket
Who's there for comfort and for cover
From the glare of former lovers
All that passion that kissed you and bit you 'til you were devoured
And I'd like to get better cause thinking like this is torture

And if I can't stop it you'll get sick of bearing crosses
And you'll jump to cut your losses
You'll go get quarantined somewhere far from me
Where it's much less dangerous
Maybe if I wake up and quit dreaming
I can shake the shit I'm fearing
And I can realize I'm just freaking out for no good reason
I'll tell you what:
If that's a line I can cross, once I get there, I'm not ever leaving

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