Sweep

You say your sorry for the things that you do I don't need a sorry if it's coming from you I clean the air but all of the dust is swept under the rug It's prime opportunity for me to desist Your' smile's contagious and I can't resist Laughing and swearing its all through and it's alright now Skeletons in the closet come out, while we sleep And tempt our sheep to the greener grass My boundaries are fated and i'm at a loss A pliable bridge over, a river of muddle that crosses higher wider harder to pass I say I'm sorry for my river wide mountain high Ill-fated carpet ride, Tumble-dried in a whirlwind of conversation Breezy talking about nothing nothing too touchy Or the dirty laundry is hung out to dry Skeletons in the closet come out, while we sleep And tempt our sheep to the greener grass My boundaries are fated and i'm at a loss A pliable bridge over, a river of muddle that crosses higher wider harder to pass We just sweep it under We just sweet it under We just sweep it under We just sweep it under the rug