The way I talk to you
Is it the brand of my clothes?
Is it where I come from?
Maybe it’s where I don’t

Is it the way I hold you,
do you feel unsatisfied?
It’s as if my love, my love, my love
for you makes you so unkind

Do I lie, do I steal
was it something I said?
Inadequate love am I sick it the head?
Im starting to wonder
I’m really starting to sing

Just tear me apart
so that you can prove
You only leave me scars
so that i’m you

You only broke my heart
because you’re cruel, cruel, cruel

Last sunday morning,
oh was it the milk in your tea?
Or was it when I walked out on
stage and all the girls they screamed?

Was it something else now?
Was it your mum and dad?
Oh they never really liked me did they?
they always said I was bad

Do I lie, do I steal
was it something I said
Inadequate love am I sick in the head
Im starting to wonder
Im really starting to sing

Just tear me apart so
that you can prove
You only leave me scars
so that i’m you
You only broke my heart
because you’re cruel, cruel, cruel