Three weeks
The faultyYou and I never made more sense.
(Ever since we first met, it was destined to be.)
You and I never made more sense.
It's been three weeks since I've last heard your voice
And all that I know, is that you'll come crawling back to me
I bet you will
Now, say what you like, what you want, but I'm here
I never meant for us to be this far
Now say who you are, where you've been, but I'm here
I never meant to be this fucking weak
(AHHH!
And it's you, I come back to again)
You and I never made more sense.
(Ever since we first met, it was destined to be.)
You and I never made more sense.
It's been three weeks since I've last heard her voice
And if nothing is left, then where does it go?
Go nowhere, now say it again....
Now, say what you like, what you want, but I'm here
I never meant for us to be this far
Now say who you are, where you've been, but I'm here
I never meant to be this fucking weak, this weak
There's no escape, I'm all yours
Just say when (it goes over and over again)
'Cause I know since I've been with you, it goes over and over again
It never ends...
It goes over and over again