I know the name on the tip of your tongue
And I know that accusing look
Everybody knows I ve been so wrong
That s the problem and here s the hook
Tears before bedtime
There ll be trouble tonight
I don t want to talk about it anymore
I don t want to have another fight
I don t want to talk I don t want to fight
How wrong can I be before I am right
For the tears that you boo hoo hoo hoo
There can be no defence
You say you ll forgive and forget
But it s only a pretence
Either you can leave the past behind
Or give me something to disconnect my mind
I sleep with my fists clenched tight
When I don t lie awake all night
I guess time gave up the ghost too late
And the balance of our love
Very soon turns to hate
Darling your suspiciousness
Tortures me at night
But I can t excuse the cruel words
That I use whenever we fight
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