Splitsville

I don't know what it is you think that you want from me.
I don't know whether you're pissed or just unhappy.
Instead of spending all this time wasting it.
Spare me the riddles and inform me it's time to quit.
This time there'll be no faking it.
This time there's no mistaking it.
Maybe we'll both be better off now.
Living in Splitsville, Living in Splitsville.
Dead in the middle of an eye of a hurricane.
Just like the boy in the bubble of cellophane.
Seperate from the pack and pack it in.
Losing you is the only way to win.
This time there'll be no faking it.
This time there's no mistaking it.
Maybe we'll both be better off now.
Living in Splitsville, Living in Splitsville.
Baby say you will, stay here in Splitsville.
Let's stay together forever no more.
I'm closing the door.

Written By: Monte Montgomery
Produced By: Monte Montgomery