Extreme - Tragic Comic Lyrics
Flowers, I sent,Were found dead on their arrivalThe words, I said,Inserted foot in my mouthfulSo when, we dance,My lead it aint so graceful(isnt so, not aint so)Im a hapless romanticSt-t-tuttering p-poetJust call me a tragic comicCause im, in, in love with youAnd when, we dine,I forget to push in your seatI wear, the wine,Spilling hearts all over my sleeveA stitch, in time,Proposing down on my knees(splitting between the seams)Im a hapless romanticSt-t-tuttering p-poetJust call me a tragic comicCause im, in, in love with youNobody, can know the,Trouble ive, seenNobody, can know the,Trouble i, get into,When Im with you