Obsessed Quartz

I wasn’t the paragon of virtue,
He expected, I heard, a denial,
People called me a junkie,
I wasn’t, man you said,
You sold it to me.

I know the world’s changing,
And so are you.
Recollect the days in the left wing,
You and me, laughed out loud,
Hey and you know you drove my wagon,
Upto it and I was fine.

And how much leeway should I give,
And how much leeway should I take,
And how much leeway is left now, folk,
Help me man, talk me out,
I won’t forget, days left out.

I was just a late-comer, and for a late night show,
I wasn’t the paragon of virtue,
We had the obsession, yeah the obsession.

Am bored of your disturbing nature,
You smelt my cash and you did it full,
And why do so?
Tell me why do so?
I don’t believe pal,
And don’t want to see you again,
Matters most is the heart,
Filled with curses and you are off the port.

How could I forget the rainy months?
And the swimming pool,
I wore your clothes for my date,
And wasn’t that made in a secular state.
An obsession, yeah we had the obsession.

The relation wasn’t nourishing,
When you told me you loved a nun,
I was up there to find,
Shivering in the scorching sun.