Perhaps just the way that you said it
Perhaps it was just what I heard
Perhaps what you meant
Was not what you said
Or I just read into your words
Why must it be so confusing?
Why can’t we say what we mean?
Or when we do
We don’t recognize truth
And imagine it some other way
Sometimes I’m tired of listening
To things that are said in my head
If I take face value
When I’m talking to you
What are chances that I’ll be misled?
So promise to cease the dissection
So promise it is what it is
You’re not an encryptor
No need to decipher
Let’s make that the way that we live.