Lyrics The Last Polka - Ben Folds Five

Well, she crept back in the house at half past three
Shook her head to see him snoring in his sleep
"If he really loved me," she said
"I wouldn′t have to be so mean..."
He's a heap of junk that pours from his top drawer
He sometimes likes to spread it out around the floor
It′s evidence of what he was like
He likes to remember when...
Sha la li, sha la li, la la li
The end is growing near
And we're treading water now
And holding back our tears
And the day is rising
We're sinking
Sha la, la la li
In a minute it will all be coming down
And they know it now but no one makes a sound
It′s such a shame to ruin this bright
Lazy sunny day...
Sha la li, sha la li, la la li
The end is growing near
And we′re treading water now
We're holding back our tears
And the day is rising
We′re sinking
Sha la, la la li
My, my... the cruelest lies are often told without a word
My, my... the kindest truths are often spoke but never heard
She said, "You've been pushing me like I was a sore tooth.
You can′t respect me 'cause I′ve done so much for you."
He said, "Well I hate that it's come to this
But baby I was doing fine. How do you think
That I survived the other 25 before you?"
Sha la li, sha la li, la la li
The end is growing near
And we're treading water now
And holding back our tears
And the day is rising
We′re sinking...
Sha la, la la li