It's You

Got a word on the tip of my tongue That old familiar forgetfulness keeps on comin' And I'm left here like a stray on the street You tagged and packed me all the way home I don't wanna let it hurt Now you know I got a bloody t-shirt Maybe I wasn't good enough Never know cause you gave it all up Now we got this predicament Somebody someday gotta face the music You don't have to talk to me But someway, someday I know you're gonna see Its you Just you (and me) It's you Just you (and me) Now you tell me you got another man Pushing buttons like your my auto harp accordion to me He's got moves that we've seen before But you're falling for him anyway I don't wanna be a bitter man Now you got, I wondered who I am Can't get past this hurricane Spinning out, living in pain Someone tell you where's a brother now Telling you how we got it back Can't pretend not to see it now Cause all in all it all comes back To you Just you (and me) It's you It's just you (and me) Come on back when you need another hand, and you're Used up like a scrapbook cut out on a book, a page, a book in age Biggin best buy on it's my a day. If you open listen to yourself you see that there's no need for another association Got no motivation but the front row, of the fashion show, and the cover of a magazine