Touche

Night out in Paris, I'm feelin' embarrassed It's gettin' hard to disguise

You wanted marriage, kids in a carriage I was too young, couldn't make up my mind

It should've been you All this time, it should've been you

All up in my head, a fool Now I'm lookin' crazy, ooo

Now I'm feelin just how you felt Now that it's through

Hate to see you with someone else And now I'm seein' things your way

Since I left it ain't been the same I see the truth, my mistakes

You leave me with no words to say, Touché, Touché

Now you're out toasting to your anniversary Does those hands touch you like mine

This tainted picture stays stuck in my mind I should be right by your side