Thursday, August 25, 2011

i walk on egg shells


..good..yeah ..

out of the blue, a sour look on her face
she gets louder and picks up the pace
old emotions barge into the room,
as logic leaves, our discussion is doomed.

so i walk on egg shells, while she walks in heels
and i'll take the blame, cuz she makes me feel..good...yeah ..

you never know when a storm's coming in
so i keep my galoshes, and a bottle of gin
maybe tomorrow she'll say i was right
but i know b-better during a fight

so i'll walk on egg shells, while she walks in heels
and i'll take the blame, cuz she makes me feel..good..yeah ..

i said i'll walk on egg shells, while she walks in heels
and i'll take the blame, cuz she makes me feel..good..yeah ..

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