"Truce"
(Brad Kleiman)

I’m wearing a sprained-kneck
from staring at trainwrecks
First you were a landmine
Now you’re worse than last time

Let’s declare a truce
I’m not really used
to being on your bad side


Some women are tripwire
They catch you by surprise,
even as they conspire
right before your eyes

 

Let’s declare a truce
I’m not really used
to being on your bad side


(bridge):
What’s your current scheme?
Is it the best one yet?
I’m still on the same dream
I had when we met

Let’s declare a truce
I’m not really used
to being on your bad side