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Elvis Costello - Everyones Playing House Lyrics

Well, well isn't this sweet
Everyone’s playing house
I'm not meaning to mock
Or trespass
On this pretty plain picture-perfect scene

This is delicious
How could I be so rude?
I'd never be malicious
Or dare even to intrude

But it’s coming to pass
Can you believe your eyes?
Are you living with love?
Are you just living with a lie
(lie, lie, lie, lie) ?
Lies

I know that you want me
Scatter those dishes
Give into your wishes
You've seen it all
I know that you do
You've pictured this
With the light pouring in
Glistening
With the covers pulled back
And my clothes torn away from my skin

Well, well, isn't this tart
Just like my bitter heart
So let's end if you don't
Have the courage to begin with

Do you want to slap me?
Until I can say what for
Do you want to kiss me?
Just one and then no more

You play the family man
In the sad aftermath
Fingers for peeking right through
Just like Daddies do

Now my scent is on your breath
I’m going to make you a mess
He pressed the glass to my lips
"I'm going to make you"
I'm going to make you
I'm going to make you a mess