We've been on a bunch of dates
I weigh debates that this creates
And hate that state of forced introspection
We traded wit
We swapped some spit
You fingered me a little bit
But we never really had a connection
You did nothing wrong
I have no excuse
Just my intuition telling me we shouldn't reproduce
I know I have to end it
But pretend to just suspend it
By contending that I'm busy all week
I let the foregon linger on
Text back with an emoticon
Withdraw from you by being oblique
Inside I know my tactics just delay it
But I'll do anything so I don't have to say it
I'll draw this out forever like Vietnam
And one day I'll be gone like Bambi's mom
Awww
Cause there's the right thing to do
Then there's what I'm gonna do
There's much I should say
But instead, I do the fadeaway
Fadeaway
Now I'm a fading like chalk on a sidewalk
Or the polio virus after Jonas Salk
A Jewish guy in Sizzler on Yom Kippur
The Whig Party post Millard Fillmore
The erection of a man on antidepressants
The Diffrent Strokes cast after adolescence
A Jewish guy in Sizzler on Yom Kippur
The Whig Party post Millard Fillmore
Reproductive rights below the Mason-Dixon
Native Americans after the barter system
Your thyroid gland after Hashimoto
The family in the Back to the Future photo
Yeah I fadeaway
We say that men are assholes who don't communicate
We revel in our victimhood and amplify our hate
We find ways to be indignant like it's a sport
Then dissect their malignanace with the views we distort
The way men breakup may be sloppy and terse
What they do is bad
But what we do is worse
We pretend to ourselves it's the nice thing to do
To let you down gently by just not fucking telling you
And deep down we know it's the worst way to play it
But we are what we have... huge pussies
And women are hypocrites
Especially ones in comedy bands
We see your faults but not our own
Then we wonder why we're all alone
We fill you up with maybes, excuses and stalls
But like a baby in China
It's better to have balls
Not the Good Wife type like Christine Baranski:
So I'll pull out and leave
Like I'm Roman Polanski
Awww
Cause there's the right thing to do
Then there's what I'm gonna do
There's much I should say
But instead, I do the fadeaway
Fadeaway
Like Verbal Kint fading into Keyser Soze
The rights in Arizona for a guy named Jose
Opportunities for a college grad
The love between your mom and dad
Gonna Peter out like gay Cetera
Iranian relations since the Regan era
Black Nike sales after Heaven's Gate
Summer camp attendance at Penn State
The name Adolph after World War II
Like Debbie Gibson's pop career out of the blue
Yeah I fadeaway
Cause I don't wanna get to know you
I just want to blow you
Off
Writer(s): Kate Ann Micucci, Riki Lindhome
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