Text: Starting Line. Direction. Way With Words.

There seems to be no difference
Between present tense and the pretense
?Cause it's all a part of what
You've been trying to say

Well, you've got all the right reasons
To write red hot rants for the weekend
But they're not a part of what
You've been trying to say

They say you lost your way
Your way with words
The right way to go

You've lost your way with words
Or at least that's what I heard
You've lost your way with words
And to me what could be worse?
What could be worse?

When your father passed down his wisdom
Sometimes I think he must've spilled some
?Cause you lost the sight of what
You've been trying to say

And I know that nobody's perfect
Well, no one would want to sound desperate
Unless that's a part of what
You've been trying to say

You've lost your way with words
Or at least that's what I heard
You've lost your way with words
And to me what could be
What could be worse?

Oh, you can dance around
Dance around with nothing to say

Your way with words
At least that's what I heard
You've lost your way with words

You've lost your way with words
Or at least that's what I heard
You've lost your way with words
And to me, yeah, to me, to me, to me, to me
What could be worse?