Push It - Stephen Duffy

A break in the chain

A ring down a drain

With no one to blame

For only I came

Why, oh, why did I ever ask you why?

Why, oh, why?

Do you know why you couldn’t see it through?

I guess, you have to find what you can’t do

And push it

Come on, catch me if you can

You push it

Come on, catch me if you can

You push it

Catch me if you can

It’s always the same

It starts as a game

Ends in a scream

Of love’s academe

Why, oh, why can’t you help yourself

And try to understand yourself?

Your love is always engineered

Your soft spots never volunteered

Our courtship lovingly oblique

Like «On the road meets holy week»

Prostrate on a hotel bed

We talked about the books we’ve read