Early Christmas Present

How could you let her touch you in a place you didn't want touched?
How could you let her get so close to you
That she could kiss your neck and kiss it gently
And kiss it gently, and kiss it gently?
How could you take her number from her when you met her in that bar?
How could you offer her a drink, and then the front seat of your car
And kiss her gently and kiss her gently and kiss her hard?
How could you lie to me right to my face?
How could your best friend's ex-girlfriend's younger sister's mate
Know before I did? Before I did, before I did?

How could you string me on for so long for just over 11 months?
How could I be so stupid and so blind?
You know I think I had a hunch about this anyway
About this whole thing, about this girl

I thought that it was just a phase, you were so distant and so cold,
I thought that it was just your age, and the fear of getting old
You were so different, you acted different, you were impatient
And you lied to me right to my face

And your best friend's ex-girlfriend's younger sister's mate
Knew before I did, before I did, before I did

'Cause if you run into the eye of the storm,
Take it round the back
You better hit the floor
'Cause screaming "No! I can't take it, I can't take it, I can't take it anymore"
Till your eyes and your mouth is sore
Doesn't help anyone, doesn't do any good
But you'd do something else if you only could
And I wish I could grow up, wish I could be well-behaved
But every time I look you in the eye I send you to the grave
And that pretty pretty girl, with her nice sweet lips
With your eyes on her chest and your hands on her hips
This itch, this burn, this pain, this draining feeling
Turns out needs a cream to help it go away

So thanks for leaving me the gift you gave!
And NO! I can't take it I can't take it I can't take it anymore
I can't take it I can't take it I can't take it anymore
I can't take it I can't take it I can't take it anymore
I can't take it I can't take it I can't take it anymore