Sittin' Pretty

No need to tell me what your thinking

Cos all the words means nothing at all

Round and sound you keep me turning

But there'll be no one there when you call

Every heart that you break every page you tear

Is there a chance that you take

When your going nowhere, tell me

Who's sittin pretty now

With the last cards to fall, tell me

Who's gonna hold you now

When it all comes out the same

A little rain must fall on everybody sometmes

If you believe in what your saying

You cant pretend you're lying inside

If there's truth in every story

Then it's the ones you're trying to hold

Everything that you do

Everything that you say

When it comes down to it all

You can't have your own way, tell me