Dear John~Tell Your Friends

I know exactly what I ain’t
I put it here in this complaint
You think my childhood passion
Just needs a pan to flash in
Cash in, you sinner — I got patience like a saint

It shouldn’t get me but it does
I only bring it up because
I know the way you pander
To any second-hander
Some slander how I’m not the lock you thought I was

Heard what you say about me
You’re better off without me
Heard I was beggin’ you to stay

Don’t have to do this, do we?
Each word gets right back to me
This town’s too small for you to say
(And since you’ll say it anyway)

You can tell your friends that I changed

Heard what you said about me
You’re better off without me
Heard I was beggin’ you to stay

So we’re above this, are we?
Why won’t you say you’re sorry?
I get more sorry every day

You can tell your friends that I changed

You’re wrong
And I’m right
And that won’t change
Not even if we fight

I’ll take
That bet
And this will be
The last of me you get

Offered the riches
That went along with the realm
A seat at the table
Even a turn at the helm

Just not too certain
About the points that you’re sure on
’Cause you know “negative feedback”
Is such an oxy-damned-moron

You’re there
And I’m here
And that’s the long
And short of it, my dear

I live
This way
And that is all
Her highness has to say

Offered the riches
That went along with the realm
A seat at the table
Even a turn at the helm

But that bad machinery’d
Only tear me to tatters
And I got plans for the future
Well, you know — not that it matters

Offered the riches
That went along with the realm
A seat at the table
Even a turn at the helm

Whispering voices
Too soft and soothing to measure
“Why be a regional hero
When you’re a national treasure?”
And you can tell your friends that I changed

Lyrics by Mary Prankster