So Sad, Never Mad

Oh, what a tangle
Sleeping in the backseat
Of your mother's car
Alone I feel at ease
Then the glare, fleeting headlights
There's a space between the tree
Come on, now, catch me up
I'm feeling rough and I can never guess just what it means
Don't wanna tangle
Between a man and his intentions
But I feel all right
Beside myself again
'Cause I'm a cathedral
But you treat me like a lady
And you left your faith in that carpark
And gained a little tenderness
But you
You'd best use blunt force or accolades
To get through
To this heart and mind
You'd best use blunt force or accolades
To get through
To this heart and mind
Still in a tangle
Sneaks nearer to the floorboards
My love, my love
Dazzling moodily
'Cause I'm a flamingo
Like Featherstone and Nancy
Cut a wide swath of the same cloth and wonder who'll wake first today
But you (it's best that you use)
You'd best use blunt force or accolades
(best that you use accolades)
To get through (get through to you)
To this heart and mind
You'd best use blunt force or accolades
To get through (get through to you, heart and mind)
To this heart and mind