it's like i'm walkin on gravel
learn to deal with the rocks in my shoes
and i'm swimmin in an ocean
learn to handle the sand in my swimsuit
you're walkin on gravel
learn to deal with the rocks in your shoes
and you're swimmin in an ocean
you learn to handle the sand in your swimsuit, yeah

it's like you're walkin on gravel
and she's the rocks in your shoes
and you're swimmin in an ocean
and she is the sand in your swimsuit

ACT ONE: SCENE ONE

sunny summer rain softly sprinkles down ... soothing your sunburn
a quick upward glance ... and a thank you
shot to two passing clouds ... backlit & glowing
what a perfect day to ... spend with your girlfriend
you ring the bell & knock 3 times ... but nobody answers
hear it quietly unlocking from the inside

open up the door
backdraft, now you're lying on the floor ... bloodied up & sore
wishing you never saw her ... that chick
but you're running back quick & you're making me sick
i wish you all the best trying to heal that hole in your chest
it keeps you up all night ... she's got you wrapped so tight
round her middle finger

skip to scene two

bruises becoming purple-blue ... too big to cover
gashes too deep to heal ... no one to stitch them
something you did or said a few weeks ago ... she hasn't let go
apologies never accepted ... but always expected
when you think the fire has dwindled down ... to nothing but ashes
you drop your guard again

open up the door
backdraft, now you're lying on the floor ... bloodied up & sore
wishing you never saw her ... that chick
but you're running back quick & you're making me sick
i wish you all the best trying to heal that hole in your chest
it keeps you up all night ... she's got you wrapped so tight
round her middle finger

i know she hates it when you're complacent
i know you love her and she just fakes it
what part of wrapped around her finger don't you understand?
what part of wrapped around her finger don't you understand?

open up the door
backdraft, now you're lying on the floor ... bloodied up & sore
wishing you never saw her ... that chick
but you're running back quick & you're making me sick
i wish you all the best trying to heal that hole in your chest
it keeps you up all night ... she's got you whipped all right.