Sonata (Maybe We Can Work It Out)

I won’t walk down this street again;

It just reminds me of how we fell apart

And we were yelling, defending –

Remind me of the ending

I hate it when you roll your eyes

You roll away, and I despise you

No matter

No matter what we said, well, I’m not sorry

But sometimes I still think that you’re the

One that I’m supposed to die with

Now we’re out at 2 a.m.,

I find it hard to breathe

You realise what a jerk I am;

I’ll blame it on my allergies

And we both walk back into the lion’s den,

Grab our whips and chains, and do it all again

I won’t walk down this street again;

It just reminds me of how we fell apart

And we were throwing accusations,

Lifting expectations

Are we to be buried under all this weight?

Now we’re out at 2 a.m.,

I find it hard to breathe

You realise what a joke I am;

I’ll blame it on my allergies

And we both walk back into the lion’s den,

Grab our whips and chains, and do it all again

I will be buried by your side