«The Raconteurs» - «Call It a Day»

Call It a Day
Can we call it a day?
Now would that be okay?
Can we just go our own separate ways?
'Cause I'm cold and I'm wet
And I'm willing to bet
That you constructed this maze

Well, I stumble around
Try to follow the sound
Then something takes hold of my hand
It becomes such a mess
And I'd venture to guess
That you concocted this plan

I don't know what to do
'Cause it's always been you
Who helps me to make up my mind
But I'll stake my life
And I'll swear by this knife
That it's all by your design

Enough has been said
It goes round in my head
Until I break down and cry
I wouldn't be surprised
If that look in your eyes
Was your way of saying goodbye

Can we call it a day?
Now would that be okay?
Can we just go our own separate ways?
'Cause I'm cold and I'm wet
And I'm willing to bet
That you constructed this maze

My hand
You concocted this plan

I don't know what to do
Cause it's always been you
Who helps me to make up my mind
But I'll stake my life
And I'll swear by this knife
That it's all by your design
Yeah, it's all by your design