I'll get tired of the heart attacks   Every time it rings   I'll put myself on the waiting list   And get it all cleared up   You're the one with the attitude   Don't try and make me out   To be the root of the evil in   The whole rotten affair      Lie back and suffer now   We've both earned our reward      Buried deep in the telegram   I'm sure I never got   Was any clue of the whereabouts   Of all the things I'd lost   Just because you were right before   Doesn't mean you're right   To make up now would just vindicate   Every doubt I had      It's not as simple as   How much you think you care   You would never know   When to take the hint   Broken glass aside   My feelings stay the same   Covered head to toe   In blood and fear and spite