Binki:
What s in between all those pleasantries?
How do you think most times
Adam:
I ve been searching for some passion for my actions
Now you know that its full price
Binki:
You know how and you know why
Youâre not the bedroom type
Adam:
Nightly fading, just what are you celebrating?
Old fashions burn your short fuse dry
Binki:
Whatever this is, the pleasure s all his
Endlessly failing my dreams
Adam:
No need to pretend I want you instead
To council her excellency
Binki:
Canât be the first to say you re the worst
Surely there s one or two
Adam:
I care more if you act as though you like me
Than if you really do
Binki:
Living a lie to a song you canât hide
The paintings are still in the tube
Adam:
I needed to fall, you need not crawl
I punish myself with you
Binki:
What was between all those pleasantries
What did you hope youâd find?
Adam:
I was waiting for the chance you never gave me
Iâm still working on my line