If I’m bored, then you’re boring.
Of the many things she said to me.
I overlooked a vague complexion.
And a vain insanity.
She held a really nice reflection.
I lived off glimpses I could steal.
She lived to play with my compulsions.
On the hunt for a better deal.
Don’t let that belle become your weather.
Find your love a better deal.
There’s only one way to feel better.
Go and get your love a better deal.
She played her hand from the bottom.
And left me driftin’ up the creek.
Now outcast from her collection.
I wear that stain right on my sleeve.
Her character could be in question.
On the ready to confuse.
But she gave me the best directions.
On where to go to find the blues.
