I’m gonna hit the road 
Kissing frogs like every toad
Will turn into a prince I know
But I think I let the king go 
An eon past the turn in the bend
And it’s not something I know how to mend
I apologised 
But I felt something in me me died
As I spoke to you of suicide
But to tell the truth I lied 
I couldn’t put into verse 
All that I can never rehearse 
And it came out all wrong, bubbled froth
Everything that I am not 
And the panic ensued 
That I might lose the coolest dude
To the bitter wind
And the church says we have sinned
By daring to contemplate
Going on that sort of date 
But I cannot agree 
The impassive has always been me 
As I sought to proclaim the herald 
But you’ve found a girl and she is your world
And I wish you the best 
The drugs, the love and all the rest 
And we are estranged from all that we were 
And don’t think that it’s because of her 
It’s because I cannot utter
That song you shared about being butter
On a summer’s day
I think I will always feel this way