Bang the doldrums

I run a goodbye now
And lipstick on your arm
When you passed out
I couldn't bring myself to call
Except to call it quits

Best friends
Ex-friends to the end
Better off as lovers
And not other way around
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of
Yellow-checkered cars

You're wrong
Are we all wrong
You're wrong
Are we all wrong

This city says
Come hell or high water
When I'm feeling hot and wet
I can't commit to a thing
Be it heart or hearts beating

Best friends
Ex-friends to the end
Better off as lovers
And not other way around
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of
Yellow-checkered cars

You're wrong
Are we all wrong

You're wrong
Are we all wrong

The kids still terraining
They were half ingraved
They knew it was over
Just didn't know the date
And i cast a spell over
The west
To make you think
I'm me
Say wait I think of you
You sing the love song
In my own way
I believe that the rest is
Below the waist

Best friends
Ex-friends to the end
Better off as lovers
And not other way around
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of
Yellow-checkered cars

You're wrong
Are we all wrong
You're wrong
Are we all wrong

Best friends
Ex-friends to the end
Better off as lovers
And not other way around
Ex-friends to the end
Better off as lovers