Choose your poison, be it whiskey or wine.
And let them buy me time to find a reason
Why you’re plaguing my mind
Even though I know you’re no longer mine.
Primadonna, I hope this finds you well
With my heart inside your pocket
Like a pretty prison cell of isolation, temptation,
And broken expectations,
Where there’s really no escaping from a past infatuation.
With the image of perfection that’s suspended in my eyes
Whose promises denial can’t ignore.
When I never saw it coming so I had to let it go.
I tell you love's a funny feeling but baby I ain’t laughing no more.
Now I wonder where you’re sleeping tonight
I had it coming but it still don’t feel right.
‘Cause after all we’ve been through
I guess the guilt’s overdue
And I wish that I could see it
As the start of something new
But I’ve been crawling through my dignity
And swallowing my pride
While you were fixed on settling the score.
I said, “I’m into starting over.”
You said, “Over’s starting now.”
I tell you love's a funny feeling
But baby I ain’t laughing no more.
Now all the exit signs fill the medicine lines
Stretching far as I can see.
Yes, I’ve gone astray, where the chemicals play
Won’t you crawl into a fire with me,
Because you’re burning me out?
And you can find me waiting
Where the wishing wells are running dry
With all the shipwrecked sailors on the shore.
Because you don’t know what you got
Until you’ve thrown it all away.
I tell you love's a funny feeling,
Repelling and appealing,
But baby, I ain’t laughing no more.