Tough Love by Gemma Ray Lyrics

Treat me kind in the morning
Treat me kind in the evening
Bone china cup and saucer
Quivers round the bones of my fingers
Tough love
Tough love
Tough love
Tough love
Tough love
Hey you, yeah, in your youth
You were a white dove, I wore a boxing glove
With brown hair and fair skin
So beautiful, and keeping it all in
Tough love
Tough love
Tough love
Tough love
Tough love
Don?t be confused or short-fused
'Cause there are many things, little girl, you did not choose
A montage, c?est moi, c?est moi!
Qu'est-ce que je ne pas -- la femme dans le old blue car
Tough love
Tough love
Tough love
Tough love
Tough love