Early Christmas Present Kate Nash

How could you let her touch you
In a place you didn't want touched
How could you let her get so close to you
That she could kiss your neck
And kiss it gently
And kiss it gently
And kiss it gently

How could you take her number from her
When you met her in that bar
How could you offer her a drink
And then the front seat of your car
And kiss her gently
And kiss her gently
And kiss her hard

How could you lie to me right to my face?
How could your best friend's ex-girlfriend's
Younger sister's mate, know before I did?
Before I did
Before I did

How could you string me along for so long
For just over eleven months
How could I be so stupid and so blind
You know I think I had a hunch
About this anyway
About this whole thing
About this girl