My girl's mad at me
I didn't wanna to see the film tonight
I found it hard to say
She thought I'd had enough of her
Why can't she see? She's lovely to me
But I like to stay in and watch TV
On my own every now and then
My girl's mad at me
Been on the telephone for an hour
We hardly said a word
I tried and tried but I could not be heard
Why can't I explain why do I feel this pain
'Cos every thing I say she doesn't understand
She doesn't realize she takes it all the wrong way
Piano
My girl's mad at me
We argued just the other night
I thought we'd got it straight
We talked and talked until it was light
I thought we'd agreed I thought we'd talked it out
Now when I try to speak she says that I don't care
She says I'm unaware and now she says I'm weak