Oh I am not easy to understand. And, it is not easy to take my hand and lead me down those lines you speak, as if my intuition were so weak. You are acting like an Awkward Lover. You’re stumbling, you’re fumbling, you are off-centre. You are acting like an Awkward Lover. What is so hard to understand about me? Most of my life is not about love. There’s a meeting on Tuesday and rent to think of and I am walking on my way by you. Path pre-written on my souls [soles] and there’s so much to do, y’know. You are acting just like a shop window. You seem to me to be just like a shop window. You set yourself up just like a shop window. You display what you need to draw them in, what’s real and true is hidden in some back room. But, I can’t assume I know you, I’ve no time to spend, no money to pretend with you. But, I’m not hiding. I leave my tracks in the snow and you can follow but I warn you, you’ll have to smash your shop window. You’ll have to smash it, break it, let it go, step out from behind, step aside from your shop window, because: You are acting like an Awkward Lover. You’re stumbling, you’re fumbling, you are off-centre. You are acting like an Awkward Lover. What is so hard to understand about me? And why are you just standing there? Why are you just standing there? Hello?! ….. Oh I am not easy to understand. And, it is not easy to take my hand and lead me down those lines you speak, as if my intuition were so weak. Well, I don’t think so.Oh I am not easy to understand. And, it is not easy to take my hand and lead me down those lines you speak, as if my intuition were so weak. You are acting like an Awkward Lover. You’re stumbling, you’re fumbling, you are off-centre. You are acting like an Awkward Lover. What is so hard to understand about me? Most of my life is not about love. There’s a meeting on Tuesday and rent to think of and I am walking on my way by you. Path pre-written on my souls [soles] and there’s so much to do, y’know. You are acting just like a shop window. You seem to me to be just like a shop window. You set yourself up just like a shop window. You display what you need to draw them in, what’s real and true is hidden in some back room. But, I can’t assume I know you, I’ve no time to spend, no money to pretend with you. But, I’m not hiding. I leave my tracks in the snow and you can follow but I warn you, you’ll have to smash your shop window. You’ll have to smash it, break it, let it go, step out from behind, step aside from your shop window, because: You are acting like an Awkward Lover. You’re stumbling, you’re fumbling, you are off-centre. You are acting like an Awkward Lover. What is so hard to understand about me? And why are you just standing there? Why are you just standing there? Hello?! ….. Oh I am not easy to understand. And, it is not easy to take my hand and lead me down those lines you speak, as if my intuition were so weak. Well, I don’t think so.

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