#1
(written for an ex-girlfriend of mine... she played tennis, and for those that don't know, love is a nice way of saying that you have zero points, ie. 30-Love is 30-0)

I know you wanna stay
But you’re so far away
Already
You’re heart is frozen cold
And I know you know
That I don’t feel the way you do

I’m full of confidence
Got nothing to regret
Oh no,
There’s nothing here for you
You’ve got you’re bag of tricks
You’re smile makes me sick
Oh I
Won’t trade my sweetie for a trick

It’s over
You’ve lost your touch
You’ve sold out
You never had much
It’s over
You’ve lost your touch
You’ve sold out
You never had much

Forget our kiss goodnight
It only meant goodbye
Oh you’re
Walking home tonight
The score is thirty-love
And you play dirty, Love
Can you
Let love, lust, let it go

It’s over
You’ve lost your touch
You’ve sold out
You never had much
It’s over
You’ve lost your touch
You’ve sold out
You never had much

You’d push me off
And watch me fall
Run down the stairs
To meet me there
You’d push me off
And watch me fall
Run down the stairs
To meet me there

It’s over
You’ve lost your touch
You’ve sold out
You never had much
It’s over
You’ve lost your touch
You’ve sold out
You never had much
It’s over
You’ve lost your touch
You’ve sold out
You never had much
It’s over
You’ve lost your touch
It's over
you've lost your touch