The Western Seaboard

The riverbeds flow with the water of us
And the plain is flooded with broken trust
And you’re such a big man, you can tell me to fuck off
Is it only I who know how much it cost
You to say those words
Now I’m Nelly Furtado and those birds
Are looking like something I need to be
And you try to embarrass me
Into defeat
Did you think I was falling at your feet
I was only giving you a way
To express what you never say
By taking the lower position
Then you use it as ammunition
To fire at me
How ‘bout I just set you free
And you can go mess up someone else’s life
Word on the grapevine is that he’s got a wife
And I wonder if she’s the fire that burns everything
And if that’s why you gave her a ring
Instead of me
The day calling me back was free
But it’s pricey now
And I don’t think you can afford it somehow

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