Sitar-y Thing

Thursday night and everything's fine 
  Except you've got that look in your eye 
  When you're telling a story and you find it boring 
  You're thinking of something to say 
  You'll go along with it then drop it 
  And humiliate me, in front of our friends 

  Then I'll use that voice that you find annoying 
  And say something like: "Yes intelligent input darling 
  Why don't you have another glass of wine?" 

  Then you'll call me a ... 
  And everyone we're with will be embarrassed 
  And I won't give a ... 

  My fingertips are holding onto 
  The cracks in our foundation 
  And I know that I should let go, but I can't 
  And every time we fight I know it's not right 
  Every time you get upset and I smile 
  I know I should forget, but I can't 

  Oh you said I must eat so many lemons 
  'Cause I am so bitter 
  I said: "I'd rather be with your friends mate 
  'Cause they all much fitter" 
  Yes it was childish and you got aggressive 
  And I must admit, I was a bit scared 
  It gives me thrills to wind you up 

  Oh my fingertips are holding onto 
  The cracks in our foundation 
  And I know that I should let go, but I can't 
  And every time we fight I know it's not right 
  Every time I get upset and I smile 
  I know I should forget, but I can't 

  Your face is pasty 'cause you've gone and got so wasted 
  What a surprise, I can't look at your face 
  'cause it's makin' me sick 

  You've gone and got sick on my trainers 
  I only got these yesterday 
  Oh my gosh, I can't be bothered with this 

  My fingertips are holding onto 
  The cracks in our foundation 
  And I know that I should let go, but I can't 
  And every time we fight I know it's not right 
  Every time I get upset and I smile 
  I know I should forget, but I can't 

  Oh my fingertips are moulding into the shape of a crustacean 
  And I try to play with Lego.  but I can't 
  And every time we fight I know it's not right 
  Every time you get upset and I smile 
  I know I should forget, but I can't