And I'm still in bed with you
And sometimes I think I've had it
But I'm still in bed with you
I shouldn't be here anymore
But I don't really care about that now
All the days that I spend trying
To find out what I've done wrong
Somehow seem to be forgotten
When I write myself a song
So I'll sing, and I'll wing
I still find comfort in the comfort
Familiarity has got me bad
So I'll expect you on my doorstep, darling
And I will probably take you back
And so many times repeated
You could shoot me through the heart
And I'm not afraid of endings
I sense no impending doom
'Cause although you say it's over
We are still just me and you,
Just the goal of giving in
I still find comfort in the comfort
Familiarity has got me bad
So I'll expect you on my doorstep,
I will probably take you back
I will probably take you back
I will probably take you back