Do Me a Favour

Well, the morning was complete Where there was tears on the steering wheel, dripping on the seat Several hours or several weeks I'd have the cheek to say they're equally as bleak It's the beginning of the end The car went up the hill and disappeared around the bend Ask anyone, they'll tell you That it's these times that it tends To start to break in half, to start to fall apart Hold on to your heart And do me a favor and break my nose Or do me a favor and tell me to go away Or do me a favor and stop asking questions Well, she walked away while her shoes were untied When the eyes were all red You could see that we'd cried And I watched, and I waited 'til she was inside Forcing a smile and waving goodbye Curiosity becomes a heavy load Too heavy to hold, too heavy to hold Curiosity becomes a heavy load Too heavy to hold, will force you to be cold And do me a favor, and ask, if you need some help She said, do me a favor, and stop flattering yourself And to tear apart the ties that bind Perhaps "fuck off" might be too kind Perhaps "fuck off" might be too kind