Soft Option Paroles

You say that I don’t care for dialogue
You say that I’m past praying for

The tension’s tearing at your heartstrings
Rioting under your skin
But now darling, you’re on your back again
Let’s call a truce on this occasion

Step aside
Take precautions
Gracefully
Stay out of conflict
And while I try to mend fences
You truculently kick holes in them
And when I hold out my hand
You leave it there untouched

The tension’s tearing at your heartstrings
Rioting under your skin But I sure can feel the tension
Tearing at your heartstrings
Rioting under your skin
But now darling you look ravishing
Let’s call a truce on this occasion