I don't mean to sound like I want to fight, but the arguments I cause, they can sound like I might.
I've got to prove my point, I've got to show you how your wrong, does the topic even matter? Why's my throat getting sore?

Tonight I'm going to touch your hand and take back every word I said, but not just yet My head is steaming, I'm busy making you believe me.

I know, I treat you wrong
You call me out.
I turn the argument around
I'm stomping on shells
They're splashing my face
Because my toes are too pointed to tiptoe on eggs.

I know I'm right and argue on,
You get depressed and fall apart
I make my point but you don't get it.
Your busy telling me "forget it."

I don't mean to sound like I want to fight,
But if you see it my way, we could both see it right.

Let me say it one more time
You'll agree with me this time
We could both understand.
I'll just say it once more.
NO!

I know, I treat you wrong
You call me out.
I turn the argument around.
It blows up in my face
And time turns slow
I realize now, you deserve way more.