I guess we know each other now for seven years why has it always to end up with tears a little problem and soon discussions start we bang our heads and we always forget our hearts
somehow, somewhere I guess I had this all before somehow, somewhere I guess I had this all before
come on, come on let's go home give the sinking ship a drink I think it's better if we go somehow my thoughts are running slow will feel sorry when I awake so you better give me a break
take your brown eyes and put'em in a glass put some icecubes in and watch the rotting mess look in my blue ones and you know I never lie give me a drink and I say to you let's have another try
somehow, somewhere...
you better give me a break you better give me you better give me a break...