We're always fixing something that was never broken We're on and off again like sobriety Get back together every time you're done throwing a fit So when you gonna quit Breaking up with me You say it's over, with a middle finger But then you're calling

This story is about love The woman I loved is dead There was a boy A very strange enchanted boy They say he wandered very far Very far over land and sea A little shy and sad of eye But very wise, was he And then one day

It went right by me I was looking out the window I should have looked At your face instead At the time it went over my head Just another wall There should have been a moment When we let our barriers fall I never meant

Cheatin' and lyin', steppin' all over you While your other man was out there, Am I wrong, fallin' in love with you Tell me am I wrong, well, fallin' in love with you While your other man was out there Uh - Sweet thing Tell me am I wrong, holdin' on to

Don't call me up So don't call me up I'm over you and I don't need your lies no more 'Cause the truth is, without you, boy, I'm stronger And I know it's sad that I changed, have a cold heart But it was your game that left scars Ooh, I'm over you I'm

You can't cover it up It's so fitting, so fitting of the way you are Can't cover it up Someone old So douse yourself in cheap perfume Feeling borrowed Always blue Douse yourself in cheap perfume

We were running with the night Playing in the shadows The heart of the city street was beating Light from the neons turned the dark to day We were too hot to think of sleeping We had to get out before the magic got away Just you and I, 'til the morning

Rasta man wheel out And know you have it there And come over here Office ease out, don’t you have no fear? Officer ease out and don’t you touch me by my hair I was yadding down the lane And I buck up in a old blue seem And he ask why my eye so red I said

Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby Time to see what you look like naked Come over girl let's get wasted I I I I I III I gonna make you my baby momma Gonna do you good for da climax Again and again and again and again Was it when I kiss you on ya neck Or

Strange, talk about luck I woke up And, the sun was shining Strange, I ought a be in bed with my head In the pillow cryin' over us But I ain't, ain't love I laid there feeling sorry for myself In a bed of Kleenex Stuffin' chocolates in my mouth