The Hotknives The last song on the Jukebox

They circle all the flats in red, it s been a while since they have shared a bed, they re living separate lives. He pours his half into his pint a big decision must be made tonight, they re living separate lives. It s been a hard and stressful day, as he turns round to her, he s heard to gently say. Please don t try so hard to please me. take your time girl, take it easy, like the last song on the jukebox make it last. Please don t take it quite so fast. An ultimatum must be made, if all the time together can be saved the pressure s building up. She want s a home she want s a child her days of being single, free, and wild, she ll quietly give them up. He s changing everything this year. but in his mind he s known to whisper in her ear. Please don t try so hard to please me. take your time girl, take it easy, like the last song on the jukebox make it last. Pleas br, br,