Chatterbox Arse

There's not many things that I'd forfeit or pass
Drinking black currant out a champagne glass
Yeah, I'd do it either way, close or sparse
Just to getaway from your chatterbox arse

There's so many things that I'd dare to do to you but I don't know how
I'd snap your neck in half and tie it to my shoe
Just to leave your chatterbox arse behind
Behind all my feelings and behind all the strife

I feel like I should give up but I gotta keep thinking no
I'm bound to trial and fail a lot because 'easy come, easy go'
It's all to crap once you think properly
'Cause I'm not your wingman. No. I'm a man who hates your chatterbox arse

There's so many things that I'd dare to do to you but I don't know how
I'd snap your neck in half and tie it to my shoe
Just to leave your chatterbox arse behind
Behind all my feelings and behind all the strife