We're 'bout to play here The crying game I could've given everything Don't wanna let the tears begin Where did you go? Couldn't see I was too busy Could've just said no Where would you go? I think I know

If we gave it just one more try Maybe we could stop this goodbye I know through all this pain Baby just breathe in, breathe out Before you turn around, just slow down Think of all the love we've made Somehow somewhere love remains So baby just breathe

And then you find yourself That's when you find yourself And it's the best thing that could happen It's really just as well When you find yourself In some far off place And it causes you To rethink some things You start to sense

If we gave it just one more try Maybe we could stop this goodbye I know through all this pain Baby just breathe in, breathe out Before you turn around, just slow down Think of all the love we've made Somehow somewhere love remains So baby just breathe

You're my London girl Just the sound of your voice This could be our final dance This could be our very last chance The way that you walk The way that you talk And I ain't got no choice And if you cut me, don't you think I feel Is this body made of clay,

I think that I'm going insane So drink up, so shoot in So glad that you could be so blind So pain told you to take her Well I learned to accept that feeling 'Cause I found how to numb it If only for just a short while I'd get so high I'd forget my name I

And I'm standing here right outside your door And I don't think that my heart could take much more Scared of breaking up again And I just want it to be like it was before Cause I don't think that my heart could take much more Drivin' in my car Words

You're good at being bad You're bad at being good For heaven's sakes go to hell And the peaches and the mangos You could sell for me What do you think my brain is made for Is it just a container for the mind This great grey matter Sensei replied what is

I know too well that I'm just wasting precious time In thinking such a thing could be That you could ever care for me I'm sure you hate to hear That I adore you, dear But grant me Just the same I'm not entirely to blame

I was thinking she would come over, stay over Wake up hungover, still head over heels for me Thought it was something we could talk over, drink over Then it would be over, back to how it used to be No, but it's the kind where the sheets get colder And