except you've got that look in your eye
when i'm tellin' a story and you find it boring,
you're thinking of something to say.
you'll go along with it then drop it
and humiliate me in front of our friends.
then i'll use that voice that you find annoyin'
and say something like
"yeah, intelligant imput, darlin',
why don't you just have another beer then?"
then you'll call me a *
and everyone we're with will be ebarrased,
and i wont give a sh*.
my finger tips are holding onto
the cracks in our foundation,
and i know that i should let go,
but i can't.
and everytime we fight i know it's not right,
everytime that you're upset and i smile.
i know i should forget, but i can't.
you said i must eat so many lemons
'cause i am so bitter.
i said
"i'd rather be with your friends mate
'cause they are much fitter."
yes, it was childish and you got agressive,
and i must admit that i was a bit scared,
but it gives me thrills to wind you up.
my finger tips are holding onto
the cracks in our foundation,
and i know that i should let go,
but i can't.
and everytime we fight i know it's not right,
everytime that you're upset and i smile.
i know i should forget, but i can't.
well, i'll leave you there 'til the mornin',
and i purposly wont turn the heating on
and dear god, i hope i'm not stuck with this one.
my finger tips are holding onto
the cracks in our foundation,
and i know that i should let go,
but i can't.
and everytime we fight i know it's not right,
everytime that you're upset and i smile.
i know i should forget, but i can't.
and everytime we fight i know it's not right,
everytime that you're upset and i smile.
i know i should forget, but i can't.