Blow Away

A man and a woman come together

As strangers.

When they part theyre usually

Strangers still.

Its like a practical joke

Played on us by our maker.

Empty bottles,

That cant be filled.

You fancy me to be the master

Of your feelings.

You barely bruise me

With your looks to kill.

Though I admit we were sometimes brutal

In our dealings,

I never held you against your will.

R: Baby, whos to say it coulda been different

Now that its done.

Baby, whos to say...

Baby, whos to say that it shoulda been

Anyway.

Baby, whos to say...

Baby, whos to say

That it even matters in the long run.

Whos to say.

Give it just a minute.

And itll blow away.

Its blow away.

Your case against me is so

Very clearly stated

I please no contest,

I turn and shrug.

Ive come to figure all importance

Overestimated.

You must mean water when you beg for blood.