Nothing I say's so important

That it can't be shortened to fit on a badge

I wish that I could be contrite

And deliver her sound bites, but here is the catch

Everybody applauds her

From the lord to the hoards and a nation is swept

By her one to one conversations

In adult education I would tell her except

Can't say you're unattractive

But I'm out of practice at this sort of thing

It's not like I'm talking Italian

Or I wear a medallion and a sovereign ring

Great things can be expressed

In fifteen words or less and pinned onto your heart

Words just don't do it justice

The world and its crust is still drifting apart

Can't say what I mean

Do you know when you go I get all tongue-tied

I'm the same all again back when you arrive

What a face

What a face

Can you blame me for pulling a face?

What a waste

What a face