Don't You Know by Pulp

There's not much time for talking, / all your friends are / going to walk away. / If there
was time for talking / all too soon you'd be / lost for things to say. / Don't you know
she could break you, / every bone that's inside of you? / Then again she might make you /
everything that you want her to, / and if you could walk away, / where would you go /
anyway? / And if you've still got the chance, I know you know / you'll stay, / stay. / I
don't need your excuses; / are you tired of / trying to stay on top? / so just lie back
and enjoy it / and save your tears for / when the kissing stops / (oh, you know it's got
to stop.) / Don't you know she could break you, / every bone that's inside of you? / Then
again she might make you / everything that you want her to, / and if you could walk away,
/ where would you go / anyway? / And if you've still got the chance, I know you know /
you'll stay, / stay. / Oh, you'll stay, / oh, you'll stay. / Don't you know she could
break you, / every bone that's inside of you? / Then again she might make you / everything
that you want her to, / and if you could walk away, / where would you go / anyway? / And
if you've still got the chance, I know you know / you'll stay, / stay. / Oh, you'll stay,
/ oh, you'll stay. / Oh, you'll stay, / oh, you'll stay, / oh, you'll stay, / oh, you'll
stay, / oh, you'll stay.