Scott Miller - Don't Respond, She Can Tell lyrics

I cross the room like a dancing architect A daddy waltz on the tops of my shoes A dealer in women's short attentions I'll have a cousin who grew up in the same town as you I'll joke around with an unloaded weapon You drink until it's in line with your taste Look out the window, they're burning the ricefields I'll run for office some time People's choice, foe of waste Maybe I say the dull things I say Maybe they reach her through the air Maybe I'm thinking of it as a task Maybe it really is a task, and I'm not up to the task Maybe the answer is don't ask Don't respond, she can tell Don't respond, she can tell Don't respond, she can tell Don't respond, she can tell Be prepared to play down first impressions Respect the weight of the sounds in the room Be on the prowl for a thoughtful provider I'll hate for not giving me even more Love in bloom Maybe I see the things I look at Maybe I look right past what's wrong Maybe she thinks in terms of sets of boys Maybe she knows the set of boys, and I'm not in the set of boys Maybe the signal is the noise Don't respond, she can tell Don't respond, she can tell Don't respond, she can tell Don't respond, she can tell