Changing

All these buckets of rain
I’ve heard enough about it You say that I lie
I am a gentleman
Didn’t I ask for a place I could stay?
What we were both thinking?
The next part just got in the way
You were just always talking about changing, changing
What if I was the same then, same then, the same I always was?
All these things that you say
Like I’ll forget about the mind-numbing games that you play
I am a gentleman
Didn’t I pay for every laugh, every dime, every bit, every time?
And then you feed me some line
I won’t hear one more word about changing, changing
Guess what, I am the same man, same man, same that I’ve always been
Days pass, turn into weeks, when we don’t even speak