She can hold onto her own | |
If it comes to push and shove | |
She has kept a lookout on | |
Over what's left of their love | |
And he keeps himself held back | |
For both their peace of minds | |
But he's no less quick to know | |
To begrudge of what he finds | |
Ooh, see I should soon | |
Ooh, ooh, see | |
I should soon | |
As they watch themselves grow old | |
As he helps her into bed | |
Just to hear two things about | |
Just this talk inside his head | |
Ohh, I can't tell | |
How much all they seemed gay | |
And something in the way she tells me | |
I wish that | |
I been gone | |
Ooh, see I should soon | |
Ooh, see I should soon | |
Ooh, see I should soon… |
She can hold onto her own | |
If it comes to push and shove | |
She has kept a lookout on | |
Over what' s left of their love | |
And he keeps himself held back | |
For both their peace of minds | |
But he' s no less quick to know | |
To begrudge of what he finds | |
Ooh, see I should soon | |
Ooh, ooh, see | |
I should soon | |
As they watch themselves grow old | |
As he helps her into bed | |
Just to hear two things about | |
Just this talk inside his head | |
Ohh, I can' t tell | |
How much all they seemed gay | |
And something in the way she tells me | |
I wish that | |
I been gone | |
Ooh, see I should soon | |
Ooh, see I should soon | |
Ooh, see I should soon |
She can hold onto her own | |
If it comes to push and shove | |
She has kept a lookout on | |
Over what' s left of their love | |
And he keeps himself held back | |
For both their peace of minds | |
But he' s no less quick to know | |
To begrudge of what he finds | |
Ooh, see I should soon | |
Ooh, ooh, see | |
I should soon | |
As they watch themselves grow old | |
As he helps her into bed | |
Just to hear two things about | |
Just this talk inside his head | |
Ohh, I can' t tell | |
How much all they seemed gay | |
And something in the way she tells me | |
I wish that | |
I been gone | |
Ooh, see I should soon | |
Ooh, see I should soon | |
Ooh, see I should soon |