All these things

She laughed
When I told her about the wires
And a little old man
That must have a master map

To her it was that simple
And I never knew her
To her it was that simple
And she was never really mine

It was all smiles
And gorgeously cruel laughter
Dragging my projector
Refusing to be somebodys lapdog

To her it was so easy
She was never here or there
To her it was all dismissable
And she ignored all these things

I was all saucers eyes
In utter disbelief at the news
The howl and yelp of that blue collar
Is what really got that goat

I never really had you did I
Such a young fawn
Your belief made me a nonbeliever
Your truth revealed my lie
Your tears revealed my cowardice
Your gaze swept under my rug

It can be that simple
Some guys are just that good
Nothing else to them
But the honey graham cracker
Glass of cold milk
I appear refreshingly naked under the table.