Rules - The Answering Machine

The rules you set when we’re apart

They’re broken from the start

But your regimented heart

Can’t understand this

You blame me

You read between the lines

You misread all the signs

Investigate the crimes

I detect the problem’s you

I’m a broken window

I’m an open door

I give a little less

You take a little more

We can’t have it all…

On a burning page

As your heart puts up the barricades

As it all begins to fade

I’ll still love you

On a wounded stage

In the performance of a serenade

Even in this mess we’ve made

I’ll still love you…

But there’s no use

Whichever way I’ll lose

If you set the rules!

We fight

Your punches hit me hard

But it’s your words that leave the scars

And as the sky bleeds stars

You tell me that we’re through

But I can’t lose you

I’m a broken window

I’m an open door

I give a little less

You take a little more

We had it all…

On a burning page

As your heart puts up the barricades

As it all begins to fade

I’ll still love you

On a wounded stage

In the performance of a serenade

Even in this mess we’ve made

I’ll still love you…

But there’s no use

Whichever way I’ll lose

If you set the rules!

Oh, we’re holding on

We’re holding on

You got me wrong

Oh so wrong

We’re holding on

We’re holding on

You got me wrong

Oh so wrong

On a burning page

As your heart puts up the barricades

As it all begins to fade

I’ll still love you

On a wounded stage

In the performance of a serenade

Even in this mess we’ve made

I’ll still love you…

But there’s no use

Whichever way I’ll lose

If you set the rules!