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 feeling used Common matters 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