Polite - Coleman Hell

I’d lay my jacket dow

On that puddle of my tears

And if you turn the tables on me

I’d pull out your chair

If you gave me the controller

I would offer my coat

And I guess I never told you

Now I gotta let you know

Maybe I’m just crazy, maybe I’m too nice

But I could never hate you, it just wouldn’t feel right

That’s not how I was raised, so I’ll just be polite

And hold the door for you as you walk out of my life

I’ll be polite (Oh yeah)

I’ll be polite

I’d give you my umbrella

If you rained on my parade

'Cause I just want to see you shine

Not tryna throw no shade

If I tried to buy you flowers

Would you throw them at my feet?

'Cause I know that things went sour

But it still feels bittersweet

Maybe I’m just crazy, maybe I’m too nice

But I could never hate you, it just wouldn’t feel right

That’s not how I was raised, so I’ll just be polite

And hold the door for you as you walk out of my life

I’ll be polite (Oh, ooh yeah)

I’ll be polite (Oh, mmm)

I’ll hold the door, I’ll hold the door

As you walk out of my life

I’ll hold the door, I’ll hold the door (I'll hold the door, yeah)

As you walk out of my life

Maybe I’m just crazy, maybe I’m too nice

But I could never hate you

It just wouldn’t feel right (No no, no no)

That’s not how I was raised, so I’ll just be polite

And hold the door for you as you walk out of my life (Oh yeah)

Maybe I’m just crazy, maybe I’m too nice

But I could never hate you

It just wouldn’t feel right (No no, no no)

That’s not how I was raised (No no, no no)

So I’ll just be polite (No no, no no)

And hold the door for you as you walk out of my life

I’ll be polite