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 till the end Better off as lovers And not the other way around Racing through the city Windows down In the back of Yellow-checkered cars 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 till the end Better off as lovers And not the other way around Racing through the city Windows down In the back of Yellow-checkered cars The tombstones are 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 till the end Better off as lovers Racing through the city Windows down In the back of Yellow-checkered cars Best friends Ex-friends till the end Better off as lovers And not the other way around Ex-friends till the end Better off as lovers