I hope this is the last time, because I'd never say no to you.
This conversation's been dead on arrival.
There's no way to talk to you.
When you're dead on.
A rivalry goes so deep between me and this loss of sleep over you.
This is side one
Flip me over
I know I'm not you're favorite record.
The songs you grow to like never stick at first.
So I'm writing you a chorus, and here is your verse:
