Putting Up a Fight

Well the signs all point towards the end, but I’m putting up a fight.

And the future don’t look right for us, but I’ll try,

To reignite the fire. Don’t run away from diminishing flames.

Ignite the fire once again.

You say it’s coming to an end and you don’t wanna fight no more.

That’s everything I fear and I don’t wanna hear let’s talk til the break of dawn and

Maybe we can work things out cos I ain’t giving up this time.

Gonna run, gonna push, gonna try, gonna keep on battling until you’re mine.

It’s so hard to let you go. In denial when I already know.

I just can’t let you go. No no no no.

One minute you’re hot, next minute you’re freezing cold.

My brain’s not trained to get this mystery solved.

So maybe you can spell it out cos I’m bad at reading minds

and I’m losing hope and my head can’t cope when you’re mixing up the signs.

Come on tell me your plan. I just wanna know where I stand.

Is it much to demand, cos I don’t understand.

Oh you build me up and then you knock/rip me down.

I can’t stand (all these tiny) little games you play

when you’re fooling/messing around.

Oh you idolise and then you criticise me.

Baby baby make up your mind instead of playing with mine.