men make me weak in the knees,
and you make me weak in the head
And if that's what you call passion,
check your pulse, you just might be dead
If I close my eyes and count to ten,
promise that you won't be there
It's been hell, high water and honey
since you've come back to me
It's been hell, high water and hon ey,
Hell, high water and heartache
You might have the answers
You're nothing but a chancer,
Such a stranger to reality,
It's been hell, high water and heartache
since you've come back to me
It's been hell, high water and honey
Hell, high water an d honey
Some men make me weak in the knees,
you make me weak in the head
And if that's what you call passion,
check your pulse, you just might be dead
If I close my eyes, you've got to tear
Promise that you won't be there
Since you've come back to me
Everything I did, I did for your sake