Moonshine

We haven't spoken in a long time, Last night you called me on the phone. So were you looking for some person that you once knew? I tell myself, "I might have known." And were you hoping to astound me? Should I fabricate surprise? I'll weave myself a shroud Of things you might expect from me; A fair self-defense To keep you on the outside. I'm sitting here and trying my best to be okay now As I listen to the things you say, I feel sick inside. I wish there was some way To stop this conversation. But you know where you're going, I'm just here for the ride. And if I gave you misdirections To set you off the course I wish that I could sit here and mince words with you, But conversation just sounds forced