Just don't ask me to care that cupboards long bare Shipped out with the fair Bestride the snake oil salesmen fortune tellers and tears of the clown But if it weren't for the circus where would people spend their wage money On that which alleviates the pain refrains us from saying Those 3 prophetic words I am sorry I love you and I will forever care a long as I can draw air For if the grass is truly greener on the other side Would you still be here talking to me now