Вершы: Jamie Cullum. Catching Tales. Nothing I Do.

We were so drunk last night
But we had that stupid fight
And you called me a useless selfish prick
So, I'm in a fix right now
And we'll measure the truth somehow
Love is a funny thing to me

Then you stormed out and grabbed your coat
While slamming shut the door
A ruthless move so cold
You left your keys inside the door

Can nothing I do, make you happy anymore
Nothing I say, put a smile onto your face
Can nothing I say, bring us back together
Nothing I do, put a smile onto your face, yeah oh

Well okay

Next day I called you back
And you called me a stupid twat
And then you were crying on the phone
You sounded so upset, you said
I wasn't the man you'd met
3 years and 7 months ago

I pleaded with her take me back
I'll change my sorry ways
So, tell me why mysteriously
I'm annoyed instead of shamed, oh

Can nothing I do, make you happy anymore
Can nothing I say, put a smile onto your face, oh
Can nothing I do, bring us back together
Can nothing I say, put a smile onto your face, oh

Mmm, yeah, yeah

I'm pondering it all after that call, I think it is clear
I am here, you're from another stratosphere
Oh, but all the things she said
They went around my head to come out my ear
And not before long, this stubborn soul thinks he done no wrong

As when the questions flut
Around my head like butterflies
My head spins at
Reflecting on another loves demise, oh

Can nothing I do, make you happy anymore
Can nothing I say, put a smile onto your face
Can nothing I do, bring us back together
Can nothing I say, put a smile onto your face, oh

All together
Ah 1, 2, 3