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