My Idea

My idea

Well I see that we're coming to the end of the affair
Well, I've one final favour to ask of you my dear
Can we pretend that it was you on the receiving end?
Tell our friends that it was my idea?

I can't adjust to a life in this after-you
Which one of us lives in this room?
I'll take a bus to the clinic or the?
The experts wonder what the fuck to do

So if you hear someone calling at the bottom of the stairs
Sing a song to me in a voice that I can hear
Can we pretend that it was you on the receiving end?



Credits
Writer(s): Tom Morgan, Christopher J. Brokaw
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