It's been such a long time since I've had a kind word to say.

I guess it's just the force of habit that forces me to carry on this way.

I took and threw my share of punches, and I'm no better off or worse today.

You know I'm tried and true, and through with feeling blue,

I think I need a new game to play.



[Chorus:]

Cos' your kisses taste better than a kick in the head.

And there's nowhere I'd rather be than with you in my bed.

And I know a lot of things like this are better left unsaid.

But your kisses taste better than a kick in the head.



Threw my cards on the table, another push and I was double down.

Threw down my defenses, and ran the risk of getting kicked around.

But you pulled your punches and you kissed my head and left me smiling like a stupid clown.

And it'll take a lot more than a thousand miles to beat me into the ground.