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