You're Dead - The Wedding Present

I would never have guessed what a little cheat you are

What a liar you turned out to be

How we even got this far is a mystery

I know you’re not distraught, so you can lose the frown

You must know you just caught me when my guard was down

And when you asked me: «Are we breaking-up?»

you knew, already, what the answer

was

And, no, we won’t be making up because…

Bang!

Bang!

You’re dead!

This is out of control and I am sick of the whole shebang, I said

Am I making it clear?

I want you out of here!

I used to think that I’d rather fight with you than fall in love with somebody

new

I think I needed shaking up;

I’m not going back to how it was

This time we’re not making up because…

Bang!

Bang!

You’re dead!

This is out of control and I am sick of the whole shebang, I said

Am I making it clear?

I want you out of here!

Pow!

Pow!

You’re dead!

This is out of control and I am sick of the whole, big row, I said

Am I making it clear?

I want you out of here!

So now you want to apologise

Well, that comes as no surprise because I can read you and I don’t need you

This time you went too far and I know exactly what you are

I understand you and I can’t stand you

But how come, during times like this, I still want your touch and I want your

kiss

It’s insane and I can’t explain why

You’re not the one for me although I just can’t seem to let you go

You appall me

Okay call me