Throwing out the mail 'cause the winter's calling
I make plans to see you but there's always something
Phone's never ringing
But my diary is empty
My suspicion's in my hand
And I feel lady justice has her hands in the muck
Teaching more than I have been taught
And it's getting heavy, but I won't give up
Teaching more than I have been taught
It's getting heavy, but I won't give up
Times like this I'm a little watchful
A little more pronounced
She propositions, I sway
I sway my hand
Every thought directs the show
Teaching more than I have been taught
And it's getting heavy, but I won't give up
Teaching more than I have been taught
It's getting heavy, but I won't give up