It's been a week without me And she feel weak without me She wanna talk it out but Ain't nothing to talk about Unless she's talking about freaking out Then maybe we can work it out, work it out now Eat your salad, no dessert Get that man you deserve Move

It ain't nothing you can do about it (nothing you can do about it) No matter what you say, no 'Cause when a woman's fed up No matter how you beg, no And then it's too late to talk about it (too late to talk about it) La da da da da I'm standing here

And nothing even matters. 'Cause the world stops When I put my arms around you, around you. They can all talk, Say what they want about us, about us. And nothing even matters This wall we built together, there ain't no way of knocking it over. And