Barenaked Ladies Follow

Pretty soon you will be wanting me

To go.

And I will only be the enemy

I know.

Pretty soon you will be needing me

To leave.

But know that you and I will always be

Naive.

Maybe you'll forgive the things that I forgot.

Maybe you're forgetting all the times we fought.

Maybe we should divvy up the things we bought.

But maybe not.

Why don't we lay down on the kitchen floor

All that we say we had with us before?

We'll find our way to what we're looking for

By seperating what is mine from yours.

Pretty soon I'll be the one you hold

At bay.

And then forever I'll be good as gold

If I may.

I know your heart cannot be bought or sold

For much.

Darlin' I'd consider yourself told

In Dutch.

And we can argue 'till our throats are sore

About how far you take a metaphor.

You always deign to see the glass half filled

And now it seems to me the half glass spilled.

Maybe you'll forgive the things that I forgot.

Maybe you're forgetting all the times we fought.

Maybe we should divvy up the things we bought.

But maybe

Maybe you'll forgive the things that I forgot.

Maybe you're forgetting all the times we fought.

Maybe we should divvy up the things we bought.

But maybe not.

Maybe not.

Maybe not