It’s just a question of taste with you and you’ve gone sour You want the world plus everything but you won’t work an hour And now those feelings of guilt creep in and you go buy her flowers You’ll throw away the dreams we had boy, well I won’t allow it!
I think we’re gonna fall out Unless you get out I said we’re gonna fall out So shut your mouth
I never see you for weeks on end and it all goes unnoticed I ask you for favour last week and you just postpone it Your comforts feed all the hunger in you so you think we’ve blown it I’ll take you down to a house I’ve seen so you can own it
Then your heart fights back, when your and you’re standing in line In a cue that only grows And you’re reckoning your mind with what could be, but god only knows, God only knows