Sometimes it’s hard to admit you are wrong.
This morning I kept score
At the arguments I win
I had a good defense
But the walls are wearing thin
Why can’t you be more like
The man I want you to be?
I know that if you changed
I’ve live my days so happy
At noon you kept the score
At the arguments you won
I slammed the door again
Our foundation is undone
Why can’t you be more like
The woman of all my dreams?
I know that if you changed
I’d be happier, it seems
Tonight the battle’s done
And my weakness has not shown
Both knowing we were right
Desperate hearts will sleep alone
Now I see these affairs
They don’t matter much at all
I yearn to see your face
But my pride won’t make the call
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