V1
Grand slam, thank you man
This is what I'm wanting to hear
You could have been kind of discrete
Instead of shouting in my ear

Wrapped in sugar coating with a topping of pure fear
That kind of stuff is just not getting near

V2
Grand slam, what's your plan
Who did you paralyse ?
Fed on insecurities
And waved it right in front of their eyes

Hell, it had no fury, that was just your thin disguise
Sold the dream but just in a different guise

Bridge
You invited me for tea, just me, just me
But through the dusty haze I could never make you see

V3
Bad plan, not your man
Everything you did was wrong
Lack of concentration, you knew it all along

Careful observation just failed to come along
Come on now we're going to sing your song

Shatter

Meredith Brooks

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