The Mule - The Magic Numbers, Romeo Stodart, Angela Gannon

How many times must you call me in the morning

Before I wake up How many times must I look at other girls

Before we break up And how many times must I criticise every single thing that you do Before you,

Before you let me know

Before you let me go You really should’ve known

That I’m a no good gambling man with the wrong hand

Who’s been hurt so many times

Why don’t you look him in the eye

Oh you won’t see nothing at all

How many times must I stumble in drunk

Before you scold me Why is it you have to turn out all the lights

Before you hold me And how many years of fears and falls, that broke my balls

Well I guess you never told me…

But before you let me know

Before you let me go You really shouldn’t know

That I’m a no-good, used-up, bruised and f**ked-up boy

Who gets beat up just by looking at you

I’m a lonely soul, lost every single thing I’ve ever did own

But I never owned you

Go on and look him in the eye

Oh you just might see him cry

Oh you just might see him smile…

One more drink and I’ll be fine

One more girl to take you off my mind

One more girl and I’ll be fine

One more drink to take you off my mind