2the fact of the matter

The Fact of the Matter

Met you at a gig
You didn’t have a ring
So we made out and met
Again for some black coffee

You bobbed and you weaved
Around my inquiries
Until you let me know
That you’re still married

You told me that you live a lie
You’re on the skids
Now you live together anyway
Just for the kids

You cried that you’re stuck
That he’s a narcissistic schmuck
Babe it sounds like you are down on your luck

The fact of the matter is you don’t know
Who you are or where to go
The fact of the matter is something more
Than you want to explore

Your tattooed boyfriend
From college was way too risky
So you traded him in
For some stability

You gave love away
For sex that you hate
Now you got two kids
And a big house in the bay

The fact of the matter is you don’t know
Who you are or where to go
The fact of the matter is something more
Than you want to explore

And your Mom passed away in first grade
And your Dad in Thailand lives with a girl
A third his age
and Palos Verdes, USC, Los Gatos, and SLO
Are the only places you’ve ever known

Oh Debbie you gotta take it slow!

You gave love away
For sex that you hate
Now you got two kids
And a big house in the bay

The fact of the matter is you don’t know
Who you are or where to go
The fact of the matter is something more
Than you want to explore

The fact of the matter is something more
The fact of the matter you can’t ignore
The fact of the matter is nothing else
Than you learning how to take care of yourself