My girl's mad at me
I didn't wanna see the film tonight
I found it hard to say
She thought I'd had enough of her

 Why can't she see
She's lovely to me
But I like to stay in and watch TV on my own every now and then

 My girl's mad at me
Been on the telephone for an hour
We hardly said a word
I tried and tried but I could not be heard

 Why can't I explain
Why do I feel this pain
'Cause everything I say
She doesn't understand, she doesn't realise
She takes it all the wrong way

 Piano!

 My girl's mad at me
We argued just the other night
I thought we'd got it straight
We talked and talked until it was light

 I thought we'd agreed
I thought we'd talked it out
Now when I try to speak she says that I don't care
She says I'm unaware and now she says I'm weak