Wet Grass or Cold Cement

Well, do you just confuse me for the sake?
Don't worry, I'm just kidding, I never thought that you'd stay
There's a fine printed line in the love that we sell
And a little web of truth in those lies that I tell
(Oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh)

So, tell me what your thoughts were when you ran away
And I climbed all those trees, your familiar hiding place
And I stumbled upon you on some stranger's lawn
You said, "Either way I get the short end of the straw

I mean, what are my options? It's wet grass or cold cement isn't it?"
I never found a moment to confront or really hold that
Conversation so I let it go, read your vibe, tried to flow with it
I left and got with away with it

But that can't be true, 'cause something's still missing
And what if it's you?
There's a price to pay isn't there?
The love here's not free, not everyone gets a share

So, what are your options, it's wet grass or cold cement isn't it?
I never found a moment
To confront or really hold that conversation, so I let it go
Read your vibe, tried to flow with it
I left and got with away with it

Never found a moment
To confront or really hold that conversation so I let it go
Read your vibe, tried to flow with it
I left and got with away with it
I left and got away with it