Wit's End Lyrics

This is the year of nearness and distance

This is the year of toys on the floor

This is the year of stickers on the windowpanes

Of skeletons and candy canes

He's two, she's four

There's nothing quite like the blue truck that his sister has

No the red one just won't do

Jumps on the couch and laughs till he's bleeding

You cut her toast in triangles, what's wrong with you?

Ooooh, oooh, oooh, oooh

But at my wit's end, is a table for two

And when I crash down, I'll be crashing with you

And we'll make bad jokes till we feel we can't take it

We can make it, honey, I know we can make it

The roller coaster of our wildest dreams

We thought it'd feel like James Bond, but it doesn't

I want a night's sleep, you want a getaway

And none of us is getting what we want today

Ooooh, oooh, oooh, oooh

But at my wit's end, is a table for two

And when I crash down, I'll be crashing with you

And we'll make bad jokes till we feel we can't take it

We can make it, honey, I know we can make it

We sit together for an afternoon

When I lose the words, you carry the tune

It gets crowded, it gets loud

Well two is company

But they make us so damn proud

Ooh, ooh, ooh, oh

And at my wit's end, is a table for two

And when I crash down, I'll be crashing with you

And we'll make bad jokes till we feel we can't take it

We can make it, honey, I know we can make it

Oooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Oooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

We can make it, honey, I know we can make it

We can make it, honey, I know we can make it