Caught In the Headlight
So silly of you to think you had me trapped
into a corner with your endless arguments,
an innocent fawn caught in the headlight.
Hey, don’t tell me things that I already know
for there’s nothing you say that is really new,
your posturing can’t hide what little you knew.
Caught in your own headlight, oh no!
caught in the headlight, yes, you are;
admitting defeat just ain’t your style
though you are grasping at straws.
Your insecurity astounds me, you wicked man,
going nuts that I own what you have not got,
you are primed for the nearest garbage lot.
You stick like a leech when you want something
then switch gear when you feel you have it going,
I’m through with your music, fair-weather friend.
You’re crazy to think I can’t make it without you,
truth to tell, you need me more than I need you,
you don’t really know me that well, or do you?
Get the hell out of my life now, do you hear?
getting rid of you now is the least I can do,
the thought of you makes me boil all over.
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