Weird - Menomena

Say it again!

Say it again!

I know you love to

Hear yourself speak

words that you think.

I can’t follow

And maybe that’s the way

you and I will always relate.

You always had

The quickest wit,

The quickest quips,

And I can’t keep up.

It’s clear that you have

a rare gift of gab

And I’m just jealous.

Maybe that’s the way

You and I will always relate.

But I won’t let

How I sincerely

Feel, dear,

Stand in my way

'Cause there’s

No love lost

That I can

Find again,

My dear friend.

You always

Said that we’re friends

But that must depend

On which way the wind blows.

I swear that you have

Your own set of plans

And I just follow.

Maybe that’s the way

You and I will always relate.

So I won’t let

How I sincerely

Feel here

Stand in my way

'Cause there’s

No love lost

That I can

Find again,

My dear friend.