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 other way around
Racing through the city windows down
In the back of yellow-checkered cars
You're wrong
Are we all wrong?
You're wrong
Are we all wrong?
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 to the end
Better off as lovers
And not other way around
Racing through the city windows down
In the back of yellow-checkered cars
You're wrong
Are we all wrong?
You're wrong
Are we all wrong?
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
You're wrong
Are we all wrong?
You're wrong
Are we all wrong?