I Don't Like the Way You Talk to Me (Sometimes)

Falling in a pit of love so easy to achieve

So why is climbing out again an impossible feat?

And is getting comfortable the same as accepting defeat?

I'd rather fight my way out than stand staring at my feet

Bring out the big guns tell me everything you hate about me

I'm a bigger boy now than I was

Bring out the politics and all you ever wanted from a

happy ever after because

I've been ragging on myself for too long

I've let all this hold me back and I know it's wrong

I'm only human and I like what I like and I

don't like the way you talk to me sometimes

With a wounded smile I turn and make a quick run for the door

I couldn't see your eyes but it looked like you were holding out for more

I cushion your blow with a joke and then begins the war

Baby I don't wanna do this anymore

Bring out the big guns tell me everything you hate about me

I'm a bigger boy now than I was

Bring out the politics and all you ever wanted from a

happy ever after because

I've been ragging on myself for too long

I've let all this hold me back and I know it's wrong

I'm only human and I like what I like and I

don't like the way you talk to me sometimes

I've been ragging on myself for too long

I've let all this hold me back and I know it's wrong

I'm only human and I like what I like and I

don't like the way you talk to me sometimes