Joe Boccia Jr. - Jenny Lyrics

I wish there was a way to say it's okay, it's alright
Some things in this life, it seems, can only be cured by sending some memes
And I know that things never really work out, yeah, I know that things are bound to change
It seems so strange with everything that's going on, it's absurd, I can't find the word
Je ne sais quoi
You called me just the other day, just to say hey, just to say hi
You tell me things could be for better or worse, could be a curse, a hard silver lining
And it's true that times have really been rough, yes it's true, this world can be so unkind
Unwind your mind and I start bawling, I' think I'm falling again
Je ne sais quoi
I still remember the day we met, I thought, shit, here I go again
Temper thy tongue, it's just a phase, but it went on for days
So how much longer must this last
You tell me, cause I need to know, this too shall pass
Just get a grip, just a mere heartbeat on a radar blip
They say good things come to those who wait, I've never really been one to hesitate
Maybe that's why I wrote this song, the intention's right, but the moment feels wrong
I don't know, but I've been told how to mold this lump of clay into a vase of gold
You try and try with all your might, all first drafts deserve a rewrite
I'm a little teapot short and stout, you're a tall glass of water in a heavy drought
You pour me out all fun and dandle, but watch out, don't burn yourself with my handle
Been told my music tends to displease, my songs filled with cheese cut the run time in half
But cheese is like my favorite food, cheese is a mood, I'm forging my path
Now if music be the food of love, push comes to shove, play on for all time
Yeah, chaos fits the heart like a glove, there's nothing above an infinite climb
And I know it's all an illusion, another painful poignant game of guess who
What can we do but patiently wait for Godot
I just don't know, my je ne sais quoi
Always chasing that elusive butterfly of time, but there are so little words that I can't find a rhyme
Lucky for me, there's always Google, ah shit, what the f*ck rhymes with Google
Once more we're feeling, won't you tell me, sweet, how to free these promised wings from this grey concrete
Will you help me out so I can fly, take this poor poddling peddler to the palace of versailles
Can we make it real, will you need me, dove
Will you teach me all about the language of love
Not well versed, I'm pretty green, but hopefully you'll understand what I mean
How was that, did I make you proud
You can tell me the truth, feedback is allowed, universe is vast, L'amour transcending
And now I just need to figure out the damn ending