I know your life’s already perfect
But my heart, it don’t deserve this
Last week the stress was gone, forever
Couldn’t believe you when I heard it
Now my heart, it won’t stop hurting
Last week the stress was gone, forever
Tell me something
Tell me something new
Your life is too much for a lover in your bedroom sheets
Where our comfort grew
So fond of one another’s blue eyes
What was I to do
Maybe it was too much too soon
If a Slow Dance is your way of making love
I wouldn’t mind the chance to find your rhythm
If a Slow Dance is your way of making love
Then I’ll write you this last time if you don’t mind singing
I never thought there was a person
Who could save my soul then hurt it
Last week the stress was gone, forever
And you’ve gone and told me I was perfect
No my heart, it don’t deserve this
Last week the stress was gone, forever
Tell me something
Tell me something new
Your life is too much for a lover in your bedroom sheets
Where our comfort grew
So fond of one another’s blue eyes
What was I to do
(Tell me something)
Maybe I was too much too soon
If a Slow Dance is your way of making love
I wouldn’t mind the chance to find your rhythm
If a Slow Dance is your way of making love
Then I’ll write you this last time if you don’t mind singing
I know your life’s already perfect
But my heart, it don’t deserve this
Last week the stress was gone, forever