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So one night she phones me I'm cornered in the living room We're speaking of impending doom We exchange sad goodbyes Where did all the feelings go Couldn't we have just said no Why can't we have Why can't I be just what we dreamed of I thought what I'd do was have a shot of you And I'd be buzzed off of your love Or was it the Jager It's safe to say I'd wager That it was and now I'm just hungover So much for forever I guarantee we'll be those friends Talk once a month then that'll end It's not what I wanted Sometimes things were as good as gold But quite often shit got very old |