This is all because you didn’t like my mam
Well, I’m afraid I can’t get born again
Oh, it’s not just me who’s changed
And can you tell me what it is you think I said?
And are you sure that it’s not just in your head?
And when was this anyway?
And if we’re really, really going to be honest, we might as well be brief
And, by the way, I got your little
Along with a dryness in my throat
When I saw that it came from you
Oh, was it really too hard to tell me to my face that you don’t long for my embrace
The way you used to do?
And if we’re really really going to be honest, we might as well be brief