Worry Rock Lyrics

Another sentimental argument And bitter love But without a kiss again Dragged it through the mud
Yelling at brick walls and Punching windows made of stone The worry rock has turned to dust Fallen on our pride
A knocked down dragged out fight Fat lips and open wounds Another wasted night And no one will take the fall
Where do we go from here? And what did you do with the directions? Promise me no dead end streets And I'll guarantee we'll have the road
A knocked down dragged out fight Fat lips and open wounds Another wasted night And no one will take the fall
Another sentimental argument And bitter love But without a kiss again Dragged it through the mud
Where do we go from here? And what did you do with the directions? Promise me no dead end streets And I'll guarantee we'll have the road
And I'll guarantee we'll have the road And I'll guarantee we'll have the road