Do Yourself a Favor -

Do yourself a favour.

Make a mess,

of anything I do.

Everything I do.

Make amends, even if its true,

That I’ve been without you.

My words spill out again,

Even when I hide 'em in my head

Ohhhh.

Ohhhh.

And these headaches are my friends

Everywhere I turn they’re back again

And I tell my, and I tell myself:

Sooner or later, just do yourself a favour,

you’re crumpling like paper

you’re crumpling like paper.

The sooner, the better, you’re doomed

For stormy weather,

You’re stumbling don’t let her,

Do you want to forget her?

She’s surgery on open hearts

Resuscitation is an art.

I forgot.

Where do I go now?

How do I slow down?

Yeah.

I’m lost,

When I wake up now.

Cause nothing ever stays the same…

And my words spill out again,

Even when I hide 'em in my head

Ohhhh.

Ohhhh.

And these headaches are my friends

Everywhere I turn they’re back again

And I tell my, and I tell myself:

Sooner or later, just do yourself a favour,

you’re crumpling like paper

you’re crumpling like paper.

The sooner, the better, you’re doomed

For stormy weather,

You’re stumbling don’t let her,

Do you want to forget her?

She’s surgery on open hearts

Resuscitation is an art.

(sooner, or later, just do yourself a favour

sooner, or later, just do yourself a favour)

Sooner or later, just do yourself a favour,

you’re crumpling like paper

you’re crumpling like paper.

The sooner, the better, you’re doomed

For stormy weather,

You’re stumbling don’t let her,

Do you want to forget her?

Sooner or later, just do yourself a favour,

you’re crumpling like paper

you’re crumpling like paper.

The sooner, the better, you’re doomed

For stormy weather,

You’re stumbling don’t let her,

Do you want to forget her?

She’s surgery on open hearts.

Resuscitation is an art.