Between you and me
I'm a person best kept skeptic of unfamiliar things
So when every evening ended at a more familiar time
I shifted eyes to what wasn't working

Well, it's you failing to use common manners
And we're confused on what to do

Please take that thing outside
I'm really not down with smelling like smoke tonight
But honestly, I get it
This is your house, this is your couch
And I'm sitting on the end passing judgement

Still it's me failing to see
What may be common lacking common courtesy

But I'm not rude
Understand that if I humored you
And everything you do
Then everyone would have to
This is not advice or a worthless plea
Just an understanding
People like you need people like me
People like you need people like me