Till I Can't Take It Anymore

The Beautiful South

 Let's not fight it anymore
 Unpack the bags and close the door
 I'll never leave you, no no
 Though you lied right from the start
 I can't convince my stupid heart
 Not to believe you, no no
 You've got two good men strung out
 And there's not the slightest doubt
 That other men have loved you before
 But you work your thing so well
 I dream of Heaven and I live in Hell
 Till I can't take it anymore
 Take it anymore

 If I had one ounce of pride
 I'd stand up or step aside
 But girl love you (can't you tell it)
 So I'll accept the crumbs you drop
 'Cause I'm a fool and I can't stop
 Or rise above you, no no
 Let him speak up for himself
 I speak for me and no one else
 'Cause I'm a beggar knockin' on your door
 But you work your thing so well
 I dream of Heaven and I live in Hell
 Till I can't take it anymore
 Take it anymore

 I'm too far gone to turn around
 To lift myself up off the ground
 And start all over, over and over
 Now he or I must win or lose
 No matter which one you may choose
 You'll be in clover (you know you will)
 While you're makin' up your mind
 I'll be prayin all the time
 Prayin' that you'll never, never ever let me go
 But you work your thing so well
 I dream of Heaven and live in Hell
 Till I can't take it anymore
 Take it anymore

 But you work your thing so well
 I dream of Heaven and live in Hell
 Till I can't take it anymore
 Take it anymore
 Till I can't take it anymore
 Take it anymore