Agree to Disagree--OK, I “borrowed” freely from Puccini on this chord progression. It’s from Act III of  his   Tosca, an aria called “E Lucevan le Stelle.” If you’re going to borrow, borrow from the best!

Don’t try to sell me this soap ’bout a soul that’s burning inside of me.
I’m not buying.
It’s so conceited and it’s pity-driven and there’s no such thing.
The big picture’s screening and you’re leaning into a mirror framed with lies,
Filmed with sighs.
The hope, the dream of the afterlives—It’s nice but in the face of truth it flies
And dies.
Now I’ve collected one more friend who says he’ll pray for me.
Words are a blessing and words are a curse and you can think with them many things.
That’s our secret.
One can project, one can protest, one can regret.
Hey little Janie, it might sound zany, but can we stop with all this chat?
Let’s be lovers.
Oh no, she can’t love godless curs; she has to believe that something in her stirs.
Now I’ve discarded one more friend who can’t agree to disagree.