You started a fire in the kitchen
Honest to god as my witness
Nails to my skin I was itching
Is this all in my head I keep wishing
It's too late to get it right
If I could choose, I would just walk on by
I'm so good to you
I'm so good to you
I'm so good to you
I'm so good to you
We buried it deep in the basement
Under the dirt and the pavement
I just can't sleep if you stay here
Knowing refusal is our final statement
It's too late to get it right
If I could choose, I would just walk on by
I'm so good to you
I'm so good to you
I'm so good to you
I'm so good to you
Have you got holes in soles of your feet
Chasing the days that you want to repeat
Saying we'll make it round eventually
Take our turns calling out, saying please
Have you got holes in soles of your feet
Chasing the days that you want to repeat
Saying we'll make it round eventually
Take our turns calling out, saying please
I'm so good to you
I'm so good to you
I'm so good to you
I'm so good to you
Good to you
Good to you
I'm so I'm so I'm so
Good to you
I'm so I'm so I'm so
Good to you
I'm so I'm so I'm so
Good to you
I'm so I'm so
Good to you
I'm so I'm so
Good to you

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