You and I are like oil and water We've been trying, trying Ohhhhhhh... to mix it up.
We've been dancing on a volcano. And we've crying, crying, crying Ohhhhhhh... over blackened souls.
Babe, this wouldn’t be first time. It will not be the last time. There is no parasol that could this weather.
I been smiling with anchors on my shoulders But I’ve been dying, dying ohhhhhhh... to let them go
Babe, this wouldn’t be the first time. It not be the last time. There is no parasol that could shelter this weather.
Babe, this wouldn’t be the first time. It will not the last time. We tried to believe everything would better.
We've been lying to each other. Hey Babe, let's just call it, call it, it, what it is.
Oil and water (wouldn't be the first time) Oil and water (wouldn't be the first time) Oil and water (wouldn't the first time) Oil and water (wouldn't be the first time)