CHORUS
Lately your picking just don't make me grin
In a losing contest naturally I win
I treat you like a saint, the way you treat me is a sin
Lately your picking just don't make me grin

When you were a school girl I'd giggle like a school girl
At everything you'd wear or say or do
Now your pontification emphasized what a cruel world
Granted me my one wish which was you

CHORUS

Once there was a time when your every movement moved me
And the joy inside your laughter made me cry
Things you once did for me are now things that you do to me
Detente and trust is now spy versus spy

CHORUS

Once there was a closeness a simpatico we once shared
It was like our molecules entwined
But when soulmates cant be roomates, it's like missing by a cunt hair
And souls cant squeeze through 56k lines

CHORUS