Nothing I Do
We were so drunk last night
We had that stupid fight
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
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
Said I wasn't the man you met
Three years and seven 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
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
I'm pondering it all
After that call
I think it is clear
I am here
You're from another stratosphere
Oh, now all the things she said
They went around my head
And come out my ear and not before long
This stubborn soul thinks he's done no wrong
As when the questions flutter 'round my head like butterflies
My head spins at reflecting on another love's demise
Oh, 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
Writer/s: Jamie Cullum
