Blunt Blunder
I made a big mistake.
I had an offer to scoff or to take.
I had some slight control over my next moment.
I let the symptom slide.
I let a pale-faced girl in from the outside,
Take a fraction of the fame or was it an exponent?

Now with a small-talk sympathizer so absurd,
A stock exchange for every word,
There's no room for mistakes so you can rest assured.

And you'll always get the best of me.
I wouldn't let you all see the rest of me.
You'll always get the best of me.
I wouldn't let you all,
I wouldn't let you all see the big mistake.
My holy walk on the water was a frozen lake
And there's no reason why I should be discovered.
I let the syndrome slide.
I let a pale-faced lady laced with cyanide
Get close and give me the toast.
My ears are still ringin' from that girl singin'.

You've got it all when you're makin' me
Give in control.
You've got it all when you're makin' me
Give in to a big mistake.