Very Cruel

That's the song that I knew when I was young
About the tall trees in Georgia
If you love all men, you'll be left with none
Don't you see that's what you've done?

And now the world, how it burns as it turns
You've been taught, but you’ve never learned
Just forget yourself and forget it hurts
Cut it off if it gets too fierce

What it'd be like in the willows with you
We'd be free like we used to
What does that even mean?
It means we'd want nothing
But to be a good choice to choose
You're a good choice to choose

When the applause dies and our hands are untied
Will you believe me that I love you?

What a fool I've been
To beg you again and again
To believe me that I want you
Now we both can't sleep
I see you in my dreams
There you are, on the lonely screen

What it'd be like in the willows with you
We'd be free like we used to
What does that even mean?
It means we'd want nothing
Than to be a good choice to choose

What it'd be like in the willows with you
We'd be free like we used to
What does that even mean?
It means we'd want nothing
Than to be a good choice to choose
You're a good choice to choose

You're so very cruel…