I'd rather suffer Than go your way And get out before All your promises break I'm taking cover When you misbehave And though we like each other It hurts my brain Oh you're in trouble now You want me to help you out But the truth is I don't know how And you look good lying on the ground Oh but you've got A particular hold on me (Mm yeah you've got) (I'm not) (I'm not) (I'm not) But tell me when you were planning To set me free What kind of shot Have I got At getting back to sleep (I'm not your thoughts) (Your thoughts) (I feel so cold) I forgot how ugly True love can be You're in trouble now I thought I could hear you shout But you don't make a sound But I'll try to keep it down Down Down Down Oooh Yeah I still remember Everything you did Oh yeah but soon it'll Only really hurt a bit Oh yeah and then Just the thought of you Will make me sick Cause I'd rather suffer Than go on like this