Lyrics:

On the day
You gave me back my sweater
With the sweetest sway
You said it would not matter
Right or wrong
This will make things better

And we tried, and we tried, and we tried to sort it out
And we came, and we came, and we came to find out

Try roads, fly planes, ride bullet trains
Try roads, fly planes, ride bullet trains
The best way out is the worst anyway

You’re in a way
A neatly combed disaster
Easy to say
When it makes us get there faster

Cause we tried, and we tried, and we tried to sort it out
And we came, and we came, and we came to find out

Try roads, fly planes, ride bullet trains
Try roads, fly planes, ride bullet trains
The best way out is the worst anyway