You look a lot, lot better tonight

You and I should go out for a fight

We need a holiday

But not today, another day



You need eyes in the front of your head

And a spine with a built in bed

I don't want anybody else to know

So I wont be telling them

I love you, for all the things you do

But I can't even recall your name

Something beautiful about it though



Well good luck to your lady tonight

I took a piece of her heart, well not quite

She stole a piece of mine

Chewed it up and threw it back

I need help to get over pain

But the memories still remain



I loved her friendly eyes

The way they looked at each other

It moves me to tears, like a horror film

And I don't even recall her name

There's something beautiful about it though



Now there's a good, good feeling tonight

Just a feeling that something is right

We can minimalise the pain

Forget that is was ever there



Look at all the possibles

Throw answers out to the world

Its hard, its hard, its hard

Its hard, its hard, its hard

Its hard when you don't know how

But I'll be here to throw you some clues

Don't even have to know your name



Something beautiful about it though

Forty days and forty fights

Forty days and forty fights

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