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