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Excuse me, sir,
Are you a lumberjack?
I figured you were.
I mean, you must be the one
Who labors to cut down
All of those trees that you waste
To write your sweet nothings on.
Hey man,
Are you a politician?
You're strong enough to lie to me
While staring directly into my eyes,
But when trouble calls,
Your spine disappears,
And you cowar from existence.
Pardon me, mister,
But are you a ghost?
You are ever present when I'm afraid,
Using my past to haunt me,
But when I take a stand,
You scatter into oblivian.
Excuse me, sir,
Are you a preacher?
You are so quick
To judge me,
And list my faults,
While keeping your straight face
And stern brow.
Never will you evaluate yourself,
Or note your flaws.
You'll stay in your hypocrisy.
Honestly, I don't know
Who or what
You think you are.
So, until you get the balls
To answer me...
I'll just call you Derek.

Description
Excuse me, sir,
Are you a lumberjack?
I figured you were.
I mean, you must be the one
Who labors to cut down
All of those trees that you waste
To write your sweet nothings on.
Hey man,
Are you a politician?
You're strong enough to lie to me
While staring directly into my eyes,
But when trouble calls,
Your spine disappears,
And you cowar from existence.
Pardon me, mister,
But are you a ghost?
You are ever present when I'm afraid,
Using my past to haunt me,
But when I take a stand,
You scatter into oblivian.
Excuse me, sir,
Are you a preacher?
You are so quick
To judge me,
And list my faults,
While keeping your straight face
And stern brow.
Never will you evaluate yourself,
Or note your flaws.
You'll stay in your hypocrisy.
Honestly, I don't know
Who or what
You think you are.
So, until you get the balls
To answer me...
I'll just call you Derek.