Angling - Quarrels

I admit, you caught me

I sputter and turn

A great white on the floor of a boat

Where has your love has gone?

I guess I’ve grown too big for the palm of your hand

I guess I’ve grown too big for the palm of your hand

Yesterday you held my head

I felt so cumbersome

I guess I’ve grown too big for the palm of your hand

I guess I’ve grown too big for the palm of your hand

It’s a damn shame you never had me

I swear I’d only tell my best friends

Last night I touched your skin

But awoke before you could say no