"Curveballs" lyrics

There's no greater sight
Than you in your underwear removing mine
And I've never felt this good
There's not a news flash that could deflate my mood
Then

Oh, his clothes on your floor
Oh, I recognise this decor
I've been here before

And I can't, I can't keep-keeping up with these curve balls
And the more I try, the more my back's against the wall
And I can't, I can't keep-keeping up with these curve balls
Curve balls

Who, when, why, how?
I tend to focus on the past and not the now
I'll be over this soon
But some images adhere like superglue, like

Oh, six hands in one bed
Oh, could he not afford the rent?
This feeling won't end

And I can't, I can't keep-keeping up with these curve balls
And the more I try, the more my back's against the wall
And I can't, I can't keep-keeping up with these curve balls
Curve balls

What do you expect me to say?
When the paintings I paint start to leap out their frames
Sweetheart, what do you want me to say?

And I can't, I can't keep-keeping up with these curve balls
And the more I dodge, the more my back's against the wall
And I can't, I can't keep-keeping up with these curve balls
Curve balls