Oh oh ah ah hey hey The carbonation in my drink The bubbles rise while my heart sinks And I'll I tend to do is think of you Was it easier to pack your bags And book that flight to Paris as The plane began to move that afternoon When all the trains have

No you don't fair well No you don't fair well, without me We're drinking your lighting 'Cause he wasted your time In a year you'll be mine In the valley And my heart sinks There'll be no strings