Suit Your Style
I've seen you flying, I've seen you fall
When it comes to you girl, I've seen it all
I've heard you cryin' like a little child
When I couldn't comfort you
Or make you smile
Sometimes I get the feeling
You forget that I'm a friend
I just wish that you'd remember
We wouldn't have to go through this again
So hold your head a little higher
I wanna see the fire in your eyes
I don't believe that you've lost your desire
That ball and chain
It doesn't suit your style
It don't suit your style
I know it's dark now
You think you're trapped
There's no way forward and no way back
You say this breaking will never mend
The way you're feeling now will never end
They say the darkest hour
Is right before the dawn
You know who your friends are
They're right in front of you
Still hanging on
So hold your head a little higher
I wanna see the fire in your eyes
I don't believe that you've lost your desire
That ball and chain
It doesn't suit your style
It don't suit your style
I don't want to be your straight man
Every time you fall apart
But if you like that kind of movie
Go find somebody else to play the part
So hold your head a little higher
I wanna see the fire in your eyes
I don't believe that you've lost your desire
That ball and chain
It doesn't suit your style
It don't suit your style
It don't suit your style
When it comes to you girl, I've seen it all
I've heard you cryin' like a little child
When I couldn't comfort you
Or make you smile
Sometimes I get the feeling
You forget that I'm a friend
I just wish that you'd remember
We wouldn't have to go through this again
So hold your head a little higher
I wanna see the fire in your eyes
I don't believe that you've lost your desire
That ball and chain
It doesn't suit your style
It don't suit your style
I know it's dark now
You think you're trapped
There's no way forward and no way back
You say this breaking will never mend
The way you're feeling now will never end
They say the darkest hour
Is right before the dawn
You know who your friends are
They're right in front of you
Still hanging on
So hold your head a little higher
I wanna see the fire in your eyes
I don't believe that you've lost your desire
That ball and chain
It doesn't suit your style
It don't suit your style
I don't want to be your straight man
Every time you fall apart
But if you like that kind of movie
Go find somebody else to play the part
So hold your head a little higher
I wanna see the fire in your eyes
I don't believe that you've lost your desire
That ball and chain
It doesn't suit your style
It don't suit your style
It don't suit your style
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Jeremy Seymour, John Melville Lee Archer, Barry John Joseph Palmer, Michael Bernard Waters, Douglas James Falconer, Paul Maurice Kelly, Robert David Miles, John Albert Howard, Jeremy Stuart Smith
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