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