In lipstick on your arm
When you passed out
I couldn't bring myself to call
Except to call it quits
Best friends
Ex-friends til the end
Better off as lovers
And not other way around
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of
Yellow-checkered cars
You're wrong.
Are we all wrong?
You're wrong.
Are we all wrong?
This city says
Come hell or high water
When I'm feeling hot and wet
I can't commit to a thing
Be it heart or hospital
Best friends
Ex-friends til the end
Better off as lovers
And not other way around
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of
Yellow-checkered cars
You're wrong.
Are we all wrong?
You're wrong.
Are we all wrong?
The tombstones were waiting
They were half engraved
They knew it was over
Just didn't know the date
And I cast a spell over the west
To make you think of me
The same way I think of you
This is a love song
In my own way
Happily ever after
Below the waist
Best friends
Ex-friends til the end
Better off as lovers
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of
Yellow-checkered cars
You're wrong.
Are we all wrong?
You're wrong.
Are we all wrong?
Best friends
Ex-friends til the end
Better off as lovers
And not other way around
Ex-friends to the end
Better off as you're wrong
I wrote a goodbye note In lipstick on your arm When you passed out I couldn't bring myself to call Except to call it quits Best friends Ex-friends til the end Better off as lovers And not other way around Racing through the city Windows down In the back of Yellow-checkered cars You're wrong. Are we all wrong? You're wrong. Are we all wrong? This city says Come hell or high water When I'm feeling hot and wet I can't commit to a thing Be it heart or hospital Best friends Ex-friends til the end Better off as lovers And not other way around Racing through the city Windows down In the back of Yellow-checkered cars You're wrong. Are we all wrong? You're wrong. Are we all wrong? The tombstones were waiting They were half engraved They knew it was over Just didn't know the date And I cast a spell over the west To make you think of me The same way I think of you This is a love song In my own way Happily ever after Below the waist Best friends Ex-friends til the end Better off as lovers Racing through the city Windows down In the back of Yellow-checkered cars You're wrong. Are we all wrong? You're wrong. Are we all wrong? Best friends Ex-friends til the end Better off as lovers And not other way around Ex-friends to the end Better off as you're wrong Explain Request ×
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