Am I the Wrong Man

I showed up to your place

With hope nearly erased

The least ribald man

To stage a last stand

Not even sure I know what to ask for

You put your foot down between the door

You said, "I'm shaving an elephant"

Hardly a code, I knew what you meant

"A penny for your thoughts my dear"

The door shut quick making it oh so clear

I put my weary grin back in my pocket

Before you judge, give it a try, don't knock it

The wires in my skin are touch and go

Every dazed feeling so beat and hollow

Under a cloud and lost at sea

The shamans finally dug the mamby pamby out of me

When love cuts rough and you've had enough, enough is enough

I am sorry, oh so sorry for

Choosing the self-help, becoming a bore

These are the hang-ups that lead me to think I am

The wrong man for you

If so baby, what can I do?

The ease of my new delight that you'll never hear

Is the thorny side of another year

But when I checked all the math

Which bared all the facts

I knew I was the least difficult man for you