You can take that one small thing and make it difficult
You grab it you take it, you flip it round and shake it
You make those small things difficult... yeah
You're a blue sky that can turn to black
A perfumed rose transformed to wood
Your going out of your way to make things tough
Or at least that's how it seems to me
You can take that one small thing and make it difficult
You grab it you take it, you flip it round and shake it
You make those small things difficult... yeah
In the blink of an eye you go from sweet to salty
You change from Hollywood to Luna Park
Invite me round to yours then leave me dry
Hanging out with your folks instead... ha
You can take that one small thing and make it difficult
You grab it you take it, you flip it round and shake it
You make those small things difficult... yeah