Your Complex - Ned's Atomic Dustbin

Don’t go telling me it’s gone wrong

Don’t go telling me on the phone

'Cause the only voice I hear is my own

So don’t go telling me it’s gone wrong

That don’t rub with me

I know better

Don’t go telling me it’s gone wrong

And for Christ’s sake

Oh, for Christ’s sake, not on the phone

'Cause the only voice you’ll hear is your own

So don’t go telling me on the phone

That don’t rub with me

I know better

And it’s not so complicated

It’s not so complicated, is it?

There’s a wire of tension

Between you and me

Why can’t we disagree to agree?