Letra de Your Complex
Don't go telling me, it's gone wrong Don't go telling me, on the phone 'Cause the only voice I hear is, my own So, don't go telling me, it's gone wrong That don't rub with me, I know betterDon't go telling me, it's gone wrong And for Christ's sake, oh For Christ's sake not on the phone 'Cause the only voice you'll hear is your own So don't go telling me on the phone That don't rub with me, I know betterHow can we be so scared, so little words I know better, I think I know better And it's not so complicated, it's not so complicated It's not so complicated, is it?There's a wire of tension, between you and me Why can't we disagree to agree? That don't rub with me, I know better