977 Lyrics - Last Of The Independents - Pretenders

Every time I end up waking up 

In some hotel without my 

Set of keys 

Coming to, remembering the way 

Your turned me out when I was 

On my knees 

You think that was 

One up for you 

But I know I scored something too 

When I see the way you have to struggle 

Just to do a little simple thing 

I feel apologetic 

Just because I'm not particularly suffering 

So I let you take me down 

I'm like your rent-a-clown 

When I saw my baby cry 

I knew that he loved me 

That was some great victory 

He cried because of me 

He hit me with his belt 

But his tears were all I felt 

When I saw my baby cry 

I knew he loved me 

When you try and cut me down 

And push me back 

If I attack your attitude 

I rise up to the challenge 'cause 

I like to taste the sugar of your violent mood 

Just like a stormy sea 

You're natural 

Poetry to me