Well then
I guess that´s it then
As you trip on my rug on your way out the door
To your new found freedom
You always get your way

Happy
We can´t be happy
For I´ve learned
That reality is only opinion
We disagreed, dear
Some opinions can´t persuade

Crazy
My thinkin´ was hazy
Placin´ you
In the kitchen with apron and skillet preparing me dinner
But to serve´s not your fortay

Lonely
I bet I was only
Lookin´ in your direction for some small affection
But you made me love you
Cuz you always get your way

Always always
Isn´t it boring?
Day after day
After day
After day
After day

Your suspicion
And all my ambition
Creates nothing less than an incredible mess
So I guess good luck darlin´
Is all I have to say

Kill me
You said you´d kill me
Baby those are just words
That in anger
You say but I surely would hate it
If you ever got your way
And you always get your way
You always get your way