Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
The locks were changed and the papers were signed
You slammed the door in my face so I made up my mind
I won't let you get me down
I fixed my teeth and my hair's been curled
I hit the beach with the cream of the social world
I guess I look like a new man
(But I don't feel better)
Do I have to do this every day?
(I don't feel better)
Am I always gonna feel this way?
(I don't feel better)
From the fire to the frying pan
(I don't feel better)
And I can't understand why I don't feel bettеr
Beneath the moon on thе deck of the ship
As the laughter trickled from her shiny lips
I could only think of you
But I'm a sucker for the wrong advice
I've woken up in a strange bed more than twice
Since I've been looking like a new man
(But I don't feel better)
Do I have to do this every day?
(I don't feel better)
Am I always gonna feel this way?
(I don't feel better)
From the fire to the frying pan
(I don't feel better)
And I can't understand why I don't feel better
And I can't understand why I don't feel better
Do I have to do this every day?
(I don't feel better)
Am I always gonna feel this way?
(I don't feel better)
From the fire to the frying pan
(I don't feel better)
And I can't understand why I don't feel better