Hit and miss

Last night we were starting to slide
Well I told you once and I told you twice, so whoa!
This to me is intolerable
When one is all I need
 
Get off your horse and get on your bike
You never phone so we never fight, whoa!
This machine is just impossible
When sweetness can’t succeed
 
She’s a hit, she’s a miss, with a cruel, cruel heart
Build it up together then she tears it apart
Talking down to me from the very start
It’s not the words its the way that you say it, way that you say it
 
Happy endings are out of sight
What will you turn into at midnight, whoa!
How you burned me down again I don’t know
 
This singer’s got a broken heart
And all the flowers in all the parks, whoa!
Won’t give this victory to you
‘Cause one is all I need
 
She’s a hit, she’s a miss, with a cruel, cruel heart
Build it up together then she tears it apart
Talking down to me from the very start
It’s not the words its the way that you say it, way that you say it
 
I give up