Ten pounds too much to the naked eye. I don't take the bus because she drives. Watermelon lipstick, and way too much. She got buttermilk smile and a thorny touch.
To be that good, it must be taxin'. No such thing as satisfaction. You're makin' things happen while I'm relaxin'. Like a Sunday afternoon. My dad used to tell me I was lazy.
Up on the high road lookin' down. Thinking how you let me down. And deep in my heart I hear the sound. Of the song that carried me away. . We would come here years ago.
Went too fast, way too soon. I feel disgusted and you should too. Its no good when all that's left is the sex. The sex. . Sex has become all I know about you.
Break down, break down. Break down, break down. Break down, break down. . I'm not about to change what you've become. And I won't tell you what to say.
Are you far away in a new life?. Are you wearing the same dress. That you wore when we met the first night?. Are you feeling it in a different time?. Are you telling the same jokes.