FIGHT IN IKEA

We went from honeymoon phase
To yelling in your face
In a matter of weeks
I went from being overwhelmed
By simply holding your hand
To avoiding to speak
I don’t remember signing up for this
Our kisses used to be so sweet
But now there is poison on your lips
Someone call the referee whenever we fight
You say nasty stuff about me
And I think you might be right
We dreamt of
Sweden
Now we just fight in Ikea
How did we get here
I know that were both kind of nuts
Yeah we just rushed into this love
Like we had nothing left lose
But I’ve lost my patience and my pride
When I screamed and the I cried
And I’m short of an excuse
Someone call the referee whenever we fight
You say nasty stuff about me
And I think you might be right
We dreamt of
Sweden
Now we just fight in Ikea
How did we get here
You say this is what couples do
But I don’t agree with you
Honey I think this is it
You’ve introduced me to my worst
Said I never put you first
Well let’s just call it quits
Someone call the referee whenever we fight
You say nasty stuff about me
And I think you might be right
We dreamt of
Sweden
Now we just fight in Ikea
How did we get here
Someone call the referee whenever we fight
You say nasty stuff about me
And I think you might be right
We dreamt of
Sweden
Now we just fight in Ikea
How did we get here
How did we get here