Yes, you are contented
What more could you want?
You fight, but you always make it up...
It's love chasing it's tail
Look at how she holds his hand and she whispers to him 'Kiss her now'
And when she pulls away she's got his heart dangling from her mouth
Phone calls and accusations and a bad feeling all year round
Gutless and co-dependent
They're the best enemies in town
The silence - you hate it
Hearts should come armour-plated
Violins they play for you and me and for her
With clear minds and wide eyes we make our best decisions
So just let it go
So now the tears come easily and she promises to change her ways
But it's not about what you do
It is who you are that matters these days
After months of rehearsals and bad excuses the moment to leave is now
So death to contentedness
You were the best enemies in town
Here's to the best enemies in town
Where will I find love now?
Who will accept me now?
They all cried for Chairman Mao