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 (chorus) |
|