Nothing Painted Blue - In May lyrics

You call it a condition of love Something you don't know the conditions of You irrigate an obstacle course With a shower of affection and a show of force You speak with unimpeachable tact Only contradicted by the way you act And freezing in the family room You're chattering away to your intended groom If he saw how you keep your things How you treat yourself day-to-day He wouldn't be so gung-ho about letting you come to stay In May You've got an uncontrollable urge To listen at your door [?] truth emerge And right at the proverbial verge My fascination flickers like a power surge So take all your combs and rings The ba** that you'll never play Just say your goodbyes and go As brief as your resume In May you notify your lover He could pave your way to personal recovery But incase his grace and acquiescence hardens Don't depend on us to hand out residential pardons You've got an una**ailable right To picture us meeting your returning flight But that's an unavailable thought Like trying to recall the girl that time forgot If he knew how you keep your things How you treat yourself day-to-day He wouldn't be so gung-ho about letting you come to stay And after his offerings go up And his gla** eye strains Will the ashes begin to glow Or stink like a spent volcano?