Just give me one good reason
Just one to stop me leaving
'Cause I can't think of anything at all
The shock is wearing off and
We'll both be better off when
I pick myself up and drop you on the floor
Maybe I'm better off this way
With one less hole inside my brain
You'll never get the best of me
Never again

Cause I'm not gonna be your whipping boy
You're not gonna run around on me
And I don't believe this is happening
To me this way
I don't believe it
Whoaoh Whoaoh
I don't believe it
Whoaoh Whoaoh

I know you knew my brother and now you know all my friends
I didn't know that you knew them all that well
You get me looking stupid
So this where it all ends
You pushed me too far one too many times
Maybe I'm better off this way
With one less hole inside my brain
You'll never get the best of me
Never again

Cause I'm not gonna be your whipping boy
You're not gonna run around on me
And I don't believe this is happening
To me this way
I don't believe it
Whoaoh Whoaoh
I don't believe it
Whoaoh Whoaoh

There was a time I'd give up anything to hold your hand,
But I'm wide-awake you're a big mistake I'll never make again

Cause I'm not gonna be your whipping boy
You're not gonna run around on me
I get off work an hour early
To wait up for you until 3

And I don't believe this is happening
I can't believe this is happening
I don't believe this is happening to me this way
I don't believe it
Whoaoh Whoaoh
I don't believe it
Whoaoh Whoaoh
I don't believe it
Whoaoh Whoaoh
I don't believe it
Whoaoh Whoaoh

I don't believe it.

Writer : HOWES, BRIAN/HOGGARD, JACOB/ROSIN, DAVE/CRIPPIN, CHRIS
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group