i’m supposed to say something smart

but i’m fresh out of wise

everyone’s waiting to laugh

they stare with pitiful eyes

i can tell a story

one they’ve already heard

boy meets girl, and then

comes that L word

what audience will sit through this

even though the seats are free

i have to admit, i wouldn’t submit

to sit and watch me

tough love, no chance

she’s way out of my reach

she’ll never be my girl

no matter how sweet my speech