Album: The Chick Singer

Incompatible

What a stranger in disguise you were
You made my eyes dwell upon your world
Just wait and see.... Unwillingly...
God you're wasting time here

When all we say is bound to hurt and all
that's said will never please or find our hearts
Two people strained...Now disengaged...
God you're wasting time here
God you're wasting time here

What is it that you're not saying
What is it that I don't do
What makes the two of us incompatible

Right now it's easy to renounce it all
We'll do whatever else we're dreaming of
For us to find...Some peace of mind...
God we're wasting time here
God we're wasting time here

What is it that you're not saying
What is it that I don't do
What makes the two of us incompatible

I'm not sorry that I hit you
I think it was my right
I had warned you not to do it
but you let that one slide
so don't you come to me for blaming
'cause you know it doesn't count
you know it doesn't stand for anything
except: you're too damned proud
all that