Karaoké Nothing Better The Postal Service

Will someone please call a surgeon

Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart

That you're deserting for better company?

I can't accept that it's over and I will block the door like a goalie tending the net

In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry

So just say how to make it right

And I swear I'll do my best to comply

Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better

Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together

I feel I must interject here you're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself

With these revisions and gaps in history

So let me help you remember

I've made charts

And graphs that should finally make it clear

I've prepared a lecture on why I have to leave

So please back away and let me go

I can't my darling I love you so oh oh oh

Oh oh oh

Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better

Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together

Tell me am I right

Don't you feed me lines about some idealistic future

Your heart won't heal

Tell me am I right right if

You keep tearing out the sutures out the sutures

I know that I have made mistakes

And I swear I'll never wrong you again

You've got allure I can't deny

But you've had your chance so say goodbye

Say goodbye