Everything But The Algebra Lyrics - Singles - Kick Over The Traces

The night is young, and my ear can't stop ringing 

From the disconnected line, screams your lack of interest. 

You with your selling for avoiding leaves me 

Jumping to conclusions and hoping... 

For what I want 

But waiting for what I said. 

And you with your talent... 

And you should know... 

The guts aren't spilling 

To be kept safely inside. 

And the tears that are swelling 

Should be falling from your eyes... 

Your eyes, Your eyes keep me busy to say the least 

And your tongue, although sweet, 

Throws words as sharp as knives 

That hit me like a familiar joke 

And the punch line leaves me broken and scared. 

I've tried too hard and the wounds chalk up with no reward. 

You should have known 

And you should know... 

The guts aren't spilling 

To be kept safely inside. 

And the tears that are swelling 

Should be falling from your eyes... 

As I write this...Madness 

In the dawning of the day. 

I'll realize all the things I never should have said 

And maybe I'll be able to form the words 

That can ask you... 

What you're thinking 

What you're thinking (I'll realize...) 

What you're thinking (... All the things I...) 

Never should have said 

What you're thinking (I'll realize...) 

What you're thinking (... All the things I...) 

Never should have said 

What you're thinking (I'll realize...) 

What you're thinking (... All the things I...) 

Never should have said 

What you're thinking (I'll realize...) 

What you're thinking (... All the things I...) 

Never should have said 

What you're thinking...