(Kirsty MacColl/Mark E.Nevin). Sometimes it feels like you never will win. Just when you're ready to pack it all in. You tear it down and start over again.
I watch you lie asleep, watch you breathing. And as you fall and rise like the tears in my eyes. I know, you'll be leaving, I've earned all the pain. I suppose it was worth it, I'd do it again but I just couldn't face it.
I just know though I can't see but I can feel his hands all over me. His hot breath on me, I can't resist his rope, my wrists. I never knew there might be days like this.
Sometimes it feels like you will never win. Just when you're ready to pack it all in. You tear it all down and start over again. . But I'm not down for the first time.