Elvis Costello - Boy With a Problem Lyrics

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I feel like a boy with a problem 
I can't remember what I've forgotten 
All because I slapped your face and made you cry 
It's the last thing I want to do 
Pull the curtains on me and you 
Pull the carpet from under love 
Pull the bow out of Cupid's view 

You swore you wouldn't shout 
It's not your punch then it's your pout 
Days in silence try my temper 
Nights spent drinking to remember 
How memories are always tender 

I crept out last night behind your back 
The little they know might be the piece I lack 
Came home drunk 
Staggering words 
I've had a drink 
Invited some girls tonight 
I've got a problem but let's go to bed 
I can roll over and I can play dead 
But here I am in the doghouse instead 

I feel like a boy with a problem 
I can't recall what I've forgotten 
Sleeping with forgiveness in your heart for me

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lyrics submitted on 06-06-2005
lyrics corrected on 06-06-2005