You have a way with words

Your silence is a curse

You always seem to break me down, down, down

My swollen heart you curve

Your comfort makes it worse

I don't want you around round, round, round



Cause how is the man of my dreams not a man of his word?

And how is the man for me just a man that makes me hurt?



It's time to take my own

Take my own advice, take my own advice

Need me to take my own

Take my own advice