Bait

everything's always been the same your pretty face, your puny brain all along, 'was waiting in vain now tell me, dear, your claim to fame you say we both need breathing space and you say that right in my face you say all things will be in place i'm glad that you can paraphrase you ask me what i was thinking been through this kind of questioning and somehow i've seen this coming then suddenly, there was nothing tic toc, tic toc, it's half past eight i'm not the biggest fan of fate speak now because i'm running late this love ****, a wonderful bait