| I think I’ll go take a stroll for a while
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| Run the flattop 'til I figure it out
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| All I want is a reason to breathe
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| But what I got keeps bringing me down
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| Got no use for material things
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| 'Cause I don’t like what the material brings
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| All I want is somebody to love
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| Someone that takes me seriously
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| Lonely, even if I get too lonely
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| It can’t be good for us if all we do is fight and fuck
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| No, I don’t think we’ll ever be okay
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| And, baby, that’s okay, baby, that’s okay
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| Grab my heart and I pull it apart
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| Opened it, broke it in the back of your car
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| You threaten me with your intimacy
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| I hope your bite is worse than your bark
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| I fight the urge to leave immediately
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| In case I met somebody here like me
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| Carrying my cup, spill Scotch on the rug
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| Always an exercise in futility
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| Lonely, even if I get too lonely
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| It can’t be good for us if all we do is fight and fuck
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| No, I don’t think we’ll ever be okay
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| And, baby, that’s okay, baby, that’s okay
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| And I don’t think we’ll every be okay and, baby, that’s fine
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| If I got you, if I got you in my arms tonight
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| No, I don’t think we’ll ever be okay
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| No, I don’t think we’ll ever be okay
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| And, baby, that’s okay, baby, that’s okay |