It's been such a long time since I've had a kind word to say. I guess it's just the force of habit that forces me to carry on this way. I took and threw my share of punches, and I'm no better off or worse today. You know I'm tried and true, and through with feeling blue, I think I need a new game to play. (Chorus:) Cos' your kisses taste better than a kick in the head. And there's nowhere I'd rather be than with you in my bed. And I know a lot of things like this are better left unsaid. But your kisses taste better than a kick in the head. Threw my cards on the table, another push and I was double down. Threw down my defenses, and ran the risk of getting kicked around. But you pulled your punches and you kissed my head and left me smiling like a stupid clown. And it'll take a lot more than a thousand miles to beat me into the ground.