Postal Service - Nothing Better Lyrics
Will someone please call a surgeon who cancrack my ribs and repair this broken heart thatyou're deserting for better company?I can't accept that it's over: I will block the doorlike a goalie tending the net in the third quarterof a tied-game of rivalrySo just say how to make it rightand I swear I'll do my best to complyTell me am I right to think that there could benothing betterthen making you my bride and slowly growingold togetherI feel I must interject here, you're getting carriedaway, feeling sorry for youself with theserevisions and gaps in history.So let me help you remember. I've made chartsand graphs that should finally make it clear.I've prepared a lecture on why I have to leaveSo please back away and let me goI can't my darling I love you so...Tell me am I right to think that there could benothing betterthan making you my bride and slowly growingold togetherdon't you feed me lines about some idealisticfutureyour heart won't heal right if you keep tearingout the suturesI admit that I have made mistakes and I swearI'll never wrong you againyou've got a lure I can't deny, but you've hadyour chance so say goodbye
