I registered to vote today. Felt like a fool. Had to do it anyway. Down at the high school. Thing about the second line. You know, felt like a fool? People say it all the time. Even when it's true. So, who's that conscience sticking on the sole of my shoe? Who's that conscience sticking on the sole of my shoe? Cause it sure don't feel like love.
A tear drop consists of electrolytes and salt. The chemistry of crying is not concerned with blame or fault. So, who's that conscience sticking on the sole of my shoe? Who's that conscience sticking on the sole of my shoe? Cause it sure don't feel like love. How does it feel? Feels like a threat. A voice in your head that you'd rather forget. No joke, no joke. You get sick from that unspoken. Sure don't feel like love. No joke, no joke. Some chicken and a corn muffin well that feels more like love.
Yay!Boo!
Yay!Boo!
Wrong again. Wrong again. Maybe I'm wrong again. Wrong again. Maybe I'm wrong again. Wrong again. I could be wrong again. I remember once in August 1993, I was wrong, and I could be wrong again. I remember one of my best friends turned enemy. So, I was wrong, and I could be wrong again. I remember once in a load-out, down in Birmingham. Yeah, but that didn't feel like love. Sure don't feel like, sure don't feel like, sure don't feel like love. Sure don't feel like, sure don't feel like, sure don't feel like love. It sure. Don't feel.
Like love.