Sleeping Dogs
Why do we torment each other?
Why can't we just let sleeping dogs lay?
Beat each other to the pulp
And make up all in one day
Guess I'm getting pretty tired
Of living life this way
But it's a love-hate kinda thing
I don't know if you know
That it's driving me insane
I don't know where to go
With this love-hate kinda thing
This love-hate kinda thing
Why do you say it's black?
I know it's white
Why can't we
Just call it quits without a fight?
I don't think you're very smart
You don't think I'm very pretty
Guess we never thought at all
And it seems like such a pity
Cause it's a love-hate kinda thing
I don't know if you know
That it's driving me insane
I don't know where to go
With this love-hate kinda thing
This love-hate kinda thing
I looked at the sky
Holding my hands over my eyes
'Till I fell out of bed
Hurting my head
From things that you said
Why do we torment each other?
Why can't we just let sleeping dogs lay?
Beat each other to the pulp
And make up all in one day
Guess I'm getting pretty tired
Of living life this way
But it's a love-hate kinda thing
I don't know if you know
That it's driving me insane
I don't know where to go
With this love-hate kinda thing
This love-hate kinda thing
It's a love-hate kinda thing
I don't know if you know
It's a love-hate kinda thing
I don't know where to go
Why can't we just let sleeping dogs lay?
Beat each other to the pulp
And make up all in one day
Guess I'm getting pretty tired
Of living life this way
But it's a love-hate kinda thing
I don't know if you know
That it's driving me insane
I don't know where to go
With this love-hate kinda thing
This love-hate kinda thing
Why do you say it's black?
I know it's white
Why can't we
Just call it quits without a fight?
I don't think you're very smart
You don't think I'm very pretty
Guess we never thought at all
And it seems like such a pity
Cause it's a love-hate kinda thing
I don't know if you know
That it's driving me insane
I don't know where to go
With this love-hate kinda thing
This love-hate kinda thing
I looked at the sky
Holding my hands over my eyes
'Till I fell out of bed
Hurting my head
From things that you said
Why do we torment each other?
Why can't we just let sleeping dogs lay?
Beat each other to the pulp
And make up all in one day
Guess I'm getting pretty tired
Of living life this way
But it's a love-hate kinda thing
I don't know if you know
That it's driving me insane
I don't know where to go
With this love-hate kinda thing
This love-hate kinda thing
It's a love-hate kinda thing
I don't know if you know
It's a love-hate kinda thing
I don't know where to go
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Writer(s): Barry Alan Gibb, Robin Hugh Gibb, Maurice Ernest Gibb, Merril Bainbridge
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