Push It

A break in the chain
A ring down a drain
With no-one to blame
For only I came

Why, oh, why did I ever ask you why?
Why, oh, why

Do you know why you couldn't see it through?
I guess you have to find what you can't do

And push it
Come on, catch me if you can
You push it
Come on, catch me if you can
You push it
Catch me if you can

It's always the same
It starts as a game
Ends in a scream
Of love's academe

Why, oh, why can't you help yourself
And try to understand yourself?

Your love is always engineered
Your soft spots never volunteered

Our courtship lovingly oblique
Like "On The Road" meets "Holy Week"
Prostrate on a hotel bed
We talked about the books we've read



Credits
Writer(s): James Dickson Crichton, Ian Stevenson Crichton, Michael Anthony Sadler, James Gilmour, Stephen William Negus, Clive Michael Corcoran
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