Press the Flesh

I don't know what you're looking for But I know that it's not me I've been down this road before And it always leaves me unhappy Devoid of expectation Except the expectation of defeat I'm canvassing for your love And you're voting with your feet I feel my heart Is under attack And I'm not getting My deposit back I'll press the flesh and talk a good game But in my heart I know I'm no closer All of my pledges fall on deaf ears And I know I just can't count on you Devoid of expectation Except the expectation of defeat I'm canvassing for your love And you're voting with your feet I feel my heart Is under attack And I'm not getting My deposit back The returning officer will see you now