i'm yawning 'cause
this talk is boring
in hopes it'll provide
an excuse
i'm trying my best
to look interested
in hopeps to disguise
that i'm really confused

i'm hoping the phone rings
or the doorbell sounds
or that you'll talk so fast
you'll confuse your
predicates with your pronouns

i'm stalling 'cause
it's too dark outside
and i don't want to walk
from there to here
i'm confiding in myself
that i am just one man
and that no one's amusement
should be no one's fear

i'm thank you
for the cheese sticks and
thank you for the sauce
thank you for ranking up there
as the world's most
uncommited corporate loss

your thoughts are moving so fast
they're coming down in pounds
and i see your lips moving
but i don't hear any of the sounds

'course now i'm yawning 'cause
you're taking too long to decide
stop while you're ahead
don't let your predicates
and your pronouns suddenly collide