Manners

(My Bad)

itIt’s just manners
Not to tell the truth
Sometimes.

It’s just spanners
Fucking up the
Friends ‘thing’
If you call them a dickhead
’cause they’re actually being a
Dick-head

so, we,

Smile and nod and
Take a little more gin
Down

And you
Spin your brain ends into
notsayingthings knots,
Not wanting to make apples into cider
‘Cause besides,
Her life

Is shhhwimming along just fine.

Without you kinda telling the truth.

‘Cause it’s just manners
Sometimes, and we’re walking
Fine lines.

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