You were right all along
You know I hate that, admitting I was wrong.
So I don't answer the phone when it's you
It's funny when I see the caller I.D.
That shows the phone line's still in your dad's name
So hey, I'm doing OK
And I'll get back to you if you come back to me
Your voice is so Marilyn Monroe
It's funny how that makes me wanna smash the phone
I wonder if J.F.K. ever felt this way.
All alone, like summer when it snows
So out of place, so out of those fake smiles
I used to do so well.
And here's the part of the song
Where I start to break down like my broken heart
But it's not gonna matter
The lines are all down from a hurricane
They should have named after you.
Maybe I should get a Scorpions ringtone
To remind me of you
So hey, I'm doing OK
And I'll get back to you if you come back to me.
Oh, here we go
Just like a broken record skippin' apart
That we both oughta know by heart
We were right there
And now it seems so tragic
No happy ending
Now this whole thing seems so drastic
You asked me 20 times
Where we could find our magic
Ask David Copperfield or even Rick Ocasec
David Blaine
(Where's the magic?)
Lance Burton
(Where's the magic?)
Harry Potter
(Where's the magic?)
I used to think pop rocks were magic.
Sigfried and Roy
(Where's the magic?)
Shaquille O'Neal,
(Why'd you leave the magic?)
You asked me 20 times
Or was it 28?
And your greatest trick ever
Was your great escape
So hey, I'm doing OK
And I'll get back to you if you come back to me.
Oh, here we go
Just like a broken record skippin' apart
That we both oughta know by heart.
And I can still hear you singing along