Another
night with open eyes
Too late to
sleep, too soon to rise
You’re
short of breath, is it a heart attack?
Hot and
feverish you face the fact
You’re in love, and it feels like shame
Because she’s gone and made a fool of you
in public again
You’re in love, and it feels like pain
Because you know there’s too much truth
in everything she claims
So ask yourself now: Can you forgive
her
If she wants you to?
Ask yourself: Can you even deliver
What she demands of you?
You drift
into the strangest dreams
Of youthful
follies and changing teams
Admit
you’re wrong, oh, no, not yet
Then you
wake up and remember that you can’t forget
She’s made you some kind of laughing stock
Because you dance to disco, and you don’t
like rock
She’d make fun of you, and even in bed
Said she was gonna go and get herself a
real man instead
So ask yourself now: Can you forgive
her
If she begs you to?
Ask yourself: Can you even deliver
What she demands of you?
Or do you want revenge?
But that’s childish, so childish!
(But that’s childish, so childish!)
Remember
when you were more easily led
Behind the
cricket pavillion and the bicycle shed
Trembling
as your dreams came true
You looked
right into those blue eyes and knew
It was love, and now you can’t pretend
You’ve forgotten all the promises of that
first friend
It’s bad enough, she knows how you feel
But she’s not prepared to share you with
the memory
So ask yourself now: Can you forgive
her
If she begs you to?
Ask yourself: Can you even deliver
What she demands of you?
Ask yourself now: Can you forgive
her
If she begs you to?
And ask yourself: Can you even
deliver
What she demands of you?
Or do you want revenge?
But that’s childish, so childish!
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