Tony hit Gemma again last night
I couldn't see what started the fight
I think it began on the bedroom floor
Salted tears and I am not so sure
Tony don't know what to tell her
She lives upstairs with her mate Stella
Listening through the ceiling with a bottle and a bad feeling
Salted tears and I am not so sure
That I am like them and I'll never be that way
Because the worlds gonna listen when I've got something to say
Tony hit Gemma again last night
Now the neighbour's got in on the fight
Glass on the bedroom floor from a brick thrown by the bloke next door
Salted tears and I am not so sure
That I am like them and I'll never be that way
Because the worlds gonna listen when I've got something to say
No I'm not like them and I could never be that way
Because the worlds gonna listen when I got something to say