Spilt Milk

Sometimes it's funny
How eloquent sounds eloquent
And sometimes
All that you can do is all that you can
Sometimes I wish I had a button I could push
To make things go my way

The Argo's always talking in my ear and causing
Pain and jealousy and hateful feelings I don't want
And you can't you that I think only of my legacy
And not much else at all

Sometimes, sometimes (sometimes)
Sometimes, sometimes (sometimes)
Spilt milk will make you cry (sometimes)
Sometimes, sometimes

I live off bread and milk and alcohol and tea and coffee
Sometimes I'll make and egg but hate to break the shell
When you have no money milk you spilt will make you cry
But look back and you'll smile

Sometimes, sometimes (sometimes)
Sometimes, sometimes (sometimes)
Spilt milk will make you cry (sometimes)
Sometimes, sometimes

Love is not much fun
Resenting everyone
I've no use for knives and guns
And not much use for love

Sometimes, sometimes (sometimes)
Sometimes, sometimes (sometimes)
Spilt milk will make you cry (sometimes)
Sometimes, sometimes (it will make you cry)
Sometimes, sometimes (it will make you cry)
Spilt milk will make you cry
Spilt milk'll bring a tear to your eye
Sometimes, sometimes