Early Christmas Present
How could you let her touch youIn a place you didn't want touchedHow could you let her get so close to youThat she could kiss your neckAnd kiss it gentlyAnd kiss it gentlyAnd kiss it gently
How could you take her number from herWhen you met her in that barHow could you offer her a drinkAnd then the front seat of your carAnd kiss her gentlyAnd kiss her gentlyAnd kiss her hard
How could you lie to me right to my face?How could your best friend's ex-girlfriend'sYounger sister's mate, know before I did?Before I didBefore I did
How could you string me along for so longFor just over eleven monthsHow could I be so stupid and sublimeYou know I think I had a hunchAbout this anywayAbout this whole thingAbout this girl
I thought that it was just a phaseYou were so distant and so coldI thought that it was just your ageAnd the fear of getting oldYou acted differentYou were so differentYou were impatient
And you lied to me right to my faceAnd your best friend's ex-girlfriend'sYounger sister's mate, knew before I didBefore I didBefore I did
'Cause if you run into the eye of the stormTo get round the backYou better hit the floor'Cause screamingNo, I can't take itI can't take itI can't take it anymore'Til your eyes and your mouth is soreDoesn't help anyoneDoesn't do anythingBut you'd do something elseIf you only could
And I wish I could grow upWish I could be well behavedBut every time I look him in the eyeI send him to the graveAnd that pretty, pretty girlWith her nice neat lipsWith your eyes on her chestAnd your hands on her hips
This itch, this burnThis pain, this strainDealing, turned outThat we don't need toHelp it go awaySo that's whatLeaving meThe gift you gave him
I can't take itI can't take itI can't take it anymore [x8]