Texty: Simon Dawes. Other. Have A Heart.

I aint talking bout a relocation
(it cant be, it cant be)
it wont fly past the horrible house wife
(it cant be, it cant be)
here's your money back, i know, im changing my mind
i aint a fool to be fooling around
it was a gas and now it's over

i didnt know that she would...
i didnt know that she could hurt inside

i aint talking bout a relocation
(it cant be, it cant be)
she's sick and twisted but im falling in love anyway
(it cant be, it cant be)
not another word untill the taxi arrives, im not looking for a finer goodbye
it was a gas and now it's over

i wouldnt think that you could...
i wouldnt think that you could hurt inside
i didnt think that she could...
i didnt think she had a heart inside