Why are you leaving
She says because it’s summer
Stevie and I never dreamed you’d leave but here we are.
When things get complicated, when sweat and sun collide
I already know you can’t take the heat so you’ll stay inside.
Reliable as long as a stray passing breeze
As helpful as a pen without ink
Big words without action
Saying I’m asleep while you’re third-eye awake
Yet I’m doing heavy lifting while you’re judging me from a chair.
Why will you leave
Because it’s getting hotter without any A.C
I don’t ask for much because I know you can’t handle the heat
This is why I roll my eyes whenever you start to preach.