They Way Things Should Really Be

Don't look at me like that cos yes'day you call'd me fat Don't you call me hun after what you jus' done Don't you talk soft to me now when I got blood dripping from my brow I don't want to hear no 'pologies When I'M the one on MY knees. When YOU are down on your knees lookin up at ME And I can feel the sun shining as I close the door behind me then things will be the way things should really be.