Beat about the Bush

Did you know that people lie? I never believed it until yesterday I never believed until that fatal day Now I know better, and it makes me cry Though you know they try to tell the truth As long as everything goes smooth and the sun shines bright Till the start of the night and then the change comes Did you know no good from bad All the lovers you have had I never believed them until yesterday Now I know better, and it makes me sad It makes me red with anger It makes me mad, it makes me sad, it makes me red, sad, mad It makes me like I feel today, yeah When your lover beats about the bush You'd better say go, you'd better stop, you better let it show When you wait too long, just like I did You will regret, you'll feel sad and sorry, just like me I got a question for you, man Did you know why I write songs? I never did until yesterday I never did until that fatal day But now I know better I write songs because I'm better off telling it you this way I have found a new lady lover today Clever and pretty and honest, too Just like me, and not like you Just like me, not like you Just like me, not like you