There's no greater sight than you
In your underwear removing mine
And I've never felt this good
There's not a news flash that could deflate my mood
Oh, his clothes on your floor
Oh, I recognise this decor
I've been here before

And I can't, I can't keep keeping up with these curveballs
And the more I try, the more my back's against the wall
And I can't, I can't keep keeping up with these curveballs
Curveballs

Who and why, how?
I tend to focus on the past and not the now
I'll be over this soon
But some images adhere like super glue
Oh, six hands in one bed
Oh, could he not afford the rent?
This feeling won't end

And I can't, I can't keep keeping up with these curveballs
And the more I try, the more my back's against the wall
And I can't, I can't keep keeping up with these curveballs
Curveballs

What you expect me to say?
When the paintings I paint
Start to leap out their frames
Sweetheart, what you want me to say?

And I can't, I can't keep keeping up with these curveballs
And the more I dodge, the more my back's against the wall
And I can't, I can't keep keeping up with these curveballs
Curveballs