Sounded less like Don McLean and more like Lenny Bruce
I've been wrapping my head around your idea of the truth
The truth brought out in fear, the truth put on display
The truth born from people leaving, going away
Maybe you should drive
Shut your eyes closed, read between the lines
Everyone who stood by you
Are the same ones who just left
Your cavalry's gone, gone
Don't hold your breath dear
Bets laid so low I thought you'd never clue in
Be careful who you keep as friends these days
Don't beat yourself up black and blue
There was nothing to say
This was coming, no rehearsal we could've sat through
I love you so much it breaks my heart
I love you beyond words
You got cold when you started buying the news
You got cold, you got scared