(a. bell / v. clarke) Hey, now did I tell you that I was going? Yes, Im leaving, cause theres no room in this house. Youre just too much in love with yourself. Tired of living in slow motion, gonna make the bubble burst, And fill the ocean with your crocodile tears from your eyes. Instead of swimming against the tide. There are better things that a man can do, Than to waste his time on a no good fool like you. Falling into a hole like paradise. Falling into a hole like paradise. You say that youre really sorry, but sorry dont work When youve heard it for the fifty-second time. You should be ready to say goodbye. Tired and youre dead and dreamin, Baby who on earth do you think youre kidding? Go and put another record on, Im sick of hearing the same old song. Dont wanna hear your little white lies. They can break the moon and decimate the sky. Falling into a hole like paradise. Falling into a hole like paradise. There are better things that a man can do, Than to waste his time on a no good fool like you. Ill be going away soon, only time will tell If Ill ever be back again. Ill be going away soon, only time will tell, If Ill ever be back again. (falling into a hole like paradise) (falling into a hole like paradise)