Maybe he will come out of this
Maybe he wont
Somehow Im not too bothered either way
Maybe he will come out of this loving me
Maybe he will come out of this
I smell declarations of solitude
Maybe he will come out of this
Once it was simple
One feeling at a time
It reached its peak then transformed
These abstract complex feelings
I just dont know how to handle them
Should I throw oil on one of these moods
But which one?
The joy peak
Humor peak
Frustration peak
Anything peak
For clarity
Maybe he will come out of this loving me
Maybe he wont
Im not taming no animal
Maybe he will come out of this
Maybe he will come out of this
Maybe he wont
Somehow Im not too bothered either way
Somehow Im not too bothered either way
I refuse, its a sign of maturity
To be stuck in complexity
I demand all clarity
Maybe he will come out of this
Or he will feel solitaire
Somehow Im not too bothered
Id just like to know