I Hate It When You’re Right 

It was way into June, the frogs they were singing
And I was with you, and your name was ringing
A bell in my heart, and your head was leaning on me
You lifted your head, you looked at me and said
Darling, when the time comes that you need to leave
And summer rolls back in, and frogs begin to sing my heart will break again

I hate it when you’re right
I hate it when you’re right

A little while later in the middle of the night
We couldn’t go to sleep, no, we stayed up to fight
’Cause I said you were wrong, you said I wasn’t right, we went round and round again
Just a scared little girl who’s holding so tight
To the man that she loves as he walks out of sight
To God knows where on another Friday night to leave her all alone

I hate it when you’re right
I hate it when you’re right

Well, you told me I needed to slow my roll
That I must have been born with a gypsy soul
That I was your shepherd, and you were my fold, be careful where I lead
You said each time I walk out that front door
I’m leaving a girl who’s been left once before
To be mindful of what I am leaving for

I hate it when you’re right
I hate it when you’re right

I hate it when you’re right
I hate it when you’re right

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