Diane Keaton

No, it can't be
After all we talked about
You can't have noticed him

Take a good look
He has it all figured out
And the worst part is that it's all clichés
So you'll have to do something
Or else I'll have to intervene
Like the surfer who couldn't do it right
But his coach makes him stronger

No, you can't see
You're like someone entering a room
With a boy you just met
And swears that night is forever
But it's all he has and it will hurt

Like the skater who tends to fall
But keeps trying that trick over and over
Like the filmmaker who couldn't adapt well
But his film is the most watched of the month

It's impossible
That you can't understand
You, with such good feet
You must be planning something
Rehearsing with him

So no
So you'll have to do something
Or else I'll have to intervene
Like the surfer who couldn't do it right
But his coach makes him stronger

Like Woody Allen trying to convince
Diane Keaton in very tight hot pants
Like a believer arguing about his faith
Unperturbed even if his feet are stepped on