Other People's Problems

You come around on a Saturday baring gifts And I don't know what to make of it I almost lost my head and let you in So we sit outside in a public place playing by the rules Comment on the weather And trade stories about who is seeing who But I don't wanna talk about other people's problems Tell me something new. And ever since I saw you I've been sleeping through the night - It's not that I'm not grateful I just wish it wasn't you who made it right. Cos everything is cut and dry now - let's not misconstrue I can still have needs without expecting them to be fulfilled By you. So I don't wanna talk about other people's problems Tell me something true. Cos when all I get is headlines of some sugar-coated news I wanna grab you by the shoulders and remind you Who you're talking to. I don't wanna talk about other people's problems (Other people's problems) Tell me something true.