Posse Shiver
I feel cold, or maybe something like it
You made a fuss all day and then didn't even try it
We were standing on the street
We were laying on the beach
But those funny little rituals
Well they weren't my piece of meat
So I looked around, and said I can't deliver
And you made a sound, not a word
We were inside your Volvo
In the shadow of the hedge
We were hanging on that gravel
Just like staring down a ledge
And you said, "What am I gonna do? What am I gonna try?
What are you gonna say now and then later try to deny?"
And I said, well, I'm not sure I can deliver
And you made a sound, not a word
I thought one thing, and then I thought that thing again
I told myself I'd differ, but I never really changed
I was staring at the sound
I was looking at the ground
And there's a creature in the weeds
And he's looking back at me
And I say, well, I'm not sure I can deliver
And you made a sound, not a word
And it made me shiver
