I wrote a goodbye note
In lipstick on your arm
When you passed out
I couldn't bring myself to call
Except to call it quits
Best friends
Ex friends 'till the end
Better of as lovers
Not the other way around
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of yellow checkered cars
This city says
Come hell or high water
Well I'm feeling hot and wet
I can't commit to a thing
Be it heart or hospital
I cast a spell over the west
To make you think of me
The same way I think of you
This is a love song in my own way
Happily ever after below the waist
More Bang the doldrums
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