Besedila: Missy Higgins. On A Clear Night. Peachy.

It's not my fault
It can't be my fault
That you speak to me the way you do
Now I'm split in two
I'm half me and half you
But I hate us both, don't you?

No of course you don't of course you don't
You say life is peachy without me
Of course you don't of course you don't
You say life is peachy without me

It's not your fault
It can't be your fault
That I let you crawl inside my head
Cos you know my places
And you know that face
But I hate this taste, don't you?

No of course you don't of course you don't
You say life is peachy without me
Of course you don't of course you don't
You say life is peachy without me
Un-grip me
Un-learn me
Un-grip me

It's no-ones fault
It's nobody's fault
That I fell on you and you on me
That's what humans do
Then they pass on through
But I think we can't, don't you?

No of course you don't of course you don't
You say life is peachy without me
Of course you don't of course you don't
You say life is peachy without me