A pretty sight I may not be, not always right but I mean well Something's wrong so come on and tell me what it is you need Don't pick a fight, not in the mood, it's not the time or the place well What's got in you? You seem to make it up to bring me down
And I know you can't let go but let's make the most of the weekend You pretend the clock's gone back again, I'll pretend it's nothing if you just stop
Just stop Why don't you ever stop?
You never stop, I can't begin to work out what you're thinking I'll give it up coz it's not like you would ever let me win You're not making sense please help me see what I am meant to be feelng What's the problem, you gotta bring it up or let me be
And I know you can't let go but let's make the most of the weekend You pretend the clock's gone back again, I'll pretend it's nothing if you just stop
Just stop Why don't you ever stop? Just stop (you're bugging me) Why don't you ever stop?
Compositores: Robert James Smith (Cure), Mark Treasure (Ghosts), Edward Jonathan Harris, Simon Maynard Pettigrew ECAD: Obra #25842286