Thursday night, everything's fine 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, intelligent input, darlin' Why don't you just have another beer then?"
Then you'll call me a bitch And everyone we're with will be embarrassed And I won't give a shit
My fingertips are holding onto The cracks in our foundation And I know that I should let go But I can't
And every time we fight I know it's not right Every time 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 aggressive And I must admit that I was a bit scared But it gives me thrills to wind you up
My fingertips are holding onto The cracks in our foundation And I know that I should let go But I can't
And every time we fight I know it's not right Every time that you're upset and I smile I know I should forget But I can't
Your face is pasty 'cause you've gone And got so wasted, what a surprise Don't want to look at your face 'Cause it's making me sick
You've gone and got sick on my trainers I only got these yesterday Oh, my gosh, I cannot be bothered with this
Well, I'll leave you there 'till the morning And I purposely won't turn the heating on And dear God, I hope I'm not stuck with this one
My fingertips are holding onto The cracks in our foundation And I know that I should let go But I can't
And every time we fight I know it's not right Every time that you're upset and I smile I know I should forget But I can't