Lucky Face Rubbing My Nose In
She said she never meant it when she said that she wanted me dead
And those plans that I found under the bed, they were all in my head
I could've been happy, I could've been sad
Well I can't remember so it can't be that bad
She's been using my fears for rubbing my nose in
And she's been saving my tears for washing her clothes in...it's a sin
Life couldn't have been kinder to me if it tried and it tried
Except perhaps if I had more than 20p and my mind wasn't fried
Perhaps I feel happy, perhaps I feel sad
I can't tell the difference so it can't be that bad
She's been using my fears for rubbing my nose in
And she's been saving my tears for washing her clothes in...for washing my clothes in and dipping her toes in, for washing her clothes in
Have you got it yet?
Can't she take 'em to the launderette?