Don't Push Me Out

Lyrics

I fell under the spell of ambition And not even for money Just to have a chance to listen To the back rows Say honey You’re surely worth the price of a ticket Then with nerve and such pretension I used religion To explain a vision and this blessed position To be an object of affection My words feel so plain And rehearsed when I say Would you forgive me? Does the fury of the mother Not live in the daughter? Is the darkness of the son Not seen in the father? I cast a perfect mask But why bother? Cause whatever girl I run with Or at least am in love with Will have to ask herself What can I put up with? And do I call him stranger or husband? My words seem so plain And rehearsed when I say Would you forgive me? Would you let it roll off your shoulders? Would you let it fall to the ground? Let me know when it’s over So I can set it down I fell under the spell of ambition And not even for glory Just to have the room’s attention And tell my story And let them sort the sadness out for me And my words feel so plain And rehearsed when I say Would you forgive me? Would you forgive me? Would you forgive me?

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