Envy On The Coast

Envy On The Coast
It`s a quarter past four,
I packed my bags with less things than we hold in conversation,
If that`s even possible.
I wish it weren`t true,
The fact that I could write this song,
And you can`t speak a word... Whoa, it`s why...

You`re not my baby,
Oh baby, and maybe, I`m crazy, yeah.
I don`t want to have to write, oh baby,
Don`t want to have to write to you,
But you made me, you made me,
Because you never changed.
I think I`ll move somewhere inviting,
Where my heart`s not being lied to,
Cause I`ll keep on trying.
But you can`t change anymore,
So put that smile behind your lack of effort,
It`s the only thing that shows anyway.
And it`s why...
You`re not my baby,
Oh baby, and maybe, I`m crazy, yeah.
I don`t want to have to write, oh baby,
Don`t want to have to write to you,
But you made me, you made me,
Because you never changed.
Don`t want to have to write, oh baby,
Don`t want to have to write to you,
But you made me, you made me,
You`ll never change