No Choice

There are so many ways I could be good to you
But I can't think of one of them right now
There are too many things I have to say to you
And you're gonna have hear a whole earful
Of that shit anyhow
There are too many days left in this week
And I can't decide which one I want to end first
There are too many people that I do not wish to meet
I ain't got enough room in my head for all that kinda shit
Anyhow right about now
You got no choice in it