Song | Nothing Better |
Artist | The Postal Service |
Album | Give Up |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Will someone please call a surgeon who can | |
crack my ribs and repair this broken heart that | |
you're deserting for better company? | |
I can't accept that it's over:I will block the door | |
like a goalie tending the net in the third quarter | |
of a tied-game of rivalry | |
So just say how to make it right | |
and I swear I'll do my best to comply | |
Tell me am I right to think that there could be | |
nothing better | |
then making you my bride and slowly growing | |
old together | |
I feel I must interject here, you're getting carried | |
away, feeling sorry for youself with these | |
revisions and gaps in history. | |
So let me help you remember. I've made charts | |
and graphs that should finally make it clear. | |
I've prepared a lecture on why I have to leave | |
So please back away and let me go | |
I can't my darling I love you so... | |
Tell me am I right to think that there could be | |
nothing better | |
than making you my bride and slowly growing | |
old together | |
don't you feed me lines about some idealistic | |
future | |
your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing | |
out the sutures | |
I admit that I have made mistakes and I swear | |
I'll never wrong you again | |
you've got a lure I can't deny, but you've had | |
your chance so say goodbye |
Will someone please call a surgeon who can | |
crack my ribs and repair this broken heart that | |
you' re deserting for better company? | |
I can' t accept that it' s over: I will block the door | |
like a goalie tending the net in the third quarter | |
of a tiedgame of rivalry | |
So just say how to make it right | |
and I swear I' ll do my best to comply | |
Tell me am I right to think that there could be | |
nothing better | |
then making you my bride and slowly growing | |
old together | |
I feel I must interject here, you' re getting carried | |
away, feeling sorry for youself with these | |
revisions and gaps in history. | |
So let me help you remember. I' ve made charts | |
and graphs that should finally make it clear. | |
I' ve prepared a lecture on why I have to leave | |
So please back away and let me go | |
I can' t my darling I love you so... | |
Tell me am I right to think that there could be | |
nothing better | |
than making you my bride and slowly growing | |
old together | |
don' t you feed me lines about some idealistic | |
future | |
your heart won' t heal right if you keep tearing | |
out the sutures | |
I admit that I have made mistakes and I swear | |
I' ll never wrong you again | |
you' ve got a lure I can' t deny, but you' ve had | |
your chance so say goodbye |
Will someone please call a surgeon who can | |
crack my ribs and repair this broken heart that | |
you' re deserting for better company? | |
I can' t accept that it' s over: I will block the door | |
like a goalie tending the net in the third quarter | |
of a tiedgame of rivalry | |
So just say how to make it right | |
and I swear I' ll do my best to comply | |
Tell me am I right to think that there could be | |
nothing better | |
then making you my bride and slowly growing | |
old together | |
I feel I must interject here, you' re getting carried | |
away, feeling sorry for youself with these | |
revisions and gaps in history. | |
So let me help you remember. I' ve made charts | |
and graphs that should finally make it clear. | |
I' ve prepared a lecture on why I have to leave | |
So please back away and let me go | |
I can' t my darling I love you so... | |
Tell me am I right to think that there could be | |
nothing better | |
than making you my bride and slowly growing | |
old together | |
don' t you feed me lines about some idealistic | |
future | |
your heart won' t heal right if you keep tearing | |
out the sutures | |
I admit that I have made mistakes and I swear | |
I' ll never wrong you again | |
you' ve got a lure I can' t deny, but you' ve had | |
your chance so say goodbye |