Drinking whisky from a plastic cup
As if it's gonna make you
Make your mind upIndecision by your own admission
What you gonna do?Don't go looking at me as if I know
Can't work out what you mean
I've got emotions of my own
A tidal wave of feelings to ride
To rideTell me why
We can't make this work
It may be over but there's something you should know
You've got my love, boy
You've got my love
You've got my love, boy
You've got my loveYou could travel until you find yourself
Spend your money on expensive hotelsIndecision by your own admission
What you gonna do?
What you gonna do?Tell me why
We can't make this work
It may be over but there's something you should know
You've got my love, boy
You've got my love
You've got my love, boy
You've got my loveYou've got my loveTell me why
We can't make this work
It may be over but there's something you should know
You've got my love, boy
You've got my love
You've got my love, boy
You've got my love
Songwriters
JOEL POTT, SHURA DENTONPublished by
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group