| I’ve been thinkin' back on it, babe
|
| I guess it’s been useless after all
|
| I’m tired of seein' all the days going by
|
| Tearin' the numbers off my wall
|
| You’ve been taking up my time and steppin' out-a line
|
| And breakin' up the dreams I had before
|
| And I just can’t make it anymore
|
| No, I just won’t take it anymore
|
| You said once before you were lookin' for a friend
|
| Who’d take the time to really get to know you
|
| But you wanted me to kneel and forgot that I was real
|
| And I guess I’m not per chance that far below you
|
| You’ve been shakin' up my bed and breaking up my head
|
| So I’m wakin' up an turning in my score
|
| And I just can’t make it anymore
|
| No, I just won’t take it anymore
|
| And I just can’t make it anymore
|
| No, I just won’t take it anymore |