Back Row

Silent disguise of affection
Muffled deep in your sleeve a nervous cough
I hear the lines you’ve rehearsed ‘em
The matter being you’re unsure if I’ll pay off

But I’m not waiting around
I break real well when handled rough, I know it
I think it’s best you keep your tough love where I can see it
Take that or leave it

I’m having problems with your line up
The sign said open mic, not three-man band night
Or I’d have gone up the road
Oh honey you’re up next, if you play this right

But I’m not banking on career
I aim for the back row, with good form
I find my seat off stage, it’s still warm
Nothing better, why don’t you let her sing a song or two

But I’m not waiting around
I break real well when handled rough, I know it
I think it’s best you keep your tough love where I can see it
Take that or leave it

But I’m not banking on career
I aim for the back row, with good form
I find my seat off stage, it’s still warm
Nothing better, why don’t you let her sing a song or two