I hate it when I? not polite
When it? deserved it? still not right
So I still wish you better days
Though I dislike you anyway
It doesn? mean I can? be courteous
Excuse and pardon Me
I get uptight and nervous and tense
Small things tend to become immense
I? just beginning to unwind
So if I seem to be unkind
It isn? really me that? talking
Excuse and pardon Me
My head? connected to my heart
And I just can? pull them apart
Although they know each other well
The odds are slim that they will gel
They just don? seem to go together
Excuse and pardon Me