This is Why

Though it's hard to admit it's true

I've come to depend on you

You and your angelic shout

Loud enough for two

And that is why

I'll confide in you the truth

This time

That is why

I just can't go on and live this life

Yesterday I was right as rain

But now the forecast's not

It's partly cloudy with trouser stains

And his copy of enquiring minds

But that never meant that much to her

She chose to keep her nose too clean

She'd rahter keep it pointed

Anyway

In the spine of a magazine

And when you say I trust in you

I promise you the truth

And when you say I bet you won't

You know I will

And it'll be better in the end

So when you think you've got it

Figured out

Then you know you don't

Like all the rest you'd like to sit and pout

But of course you won't