I hope this is the last time, because I'd never say no to you.

This conversation's been dead on arrival.

There's no way to talk to you.

When you're dead on.



A rivalry goes so deep between me and this loss of sleep over you.



This is side one

Flip me over

I know I'm not you're favorite record.

The songs you grow to like never stick at first.

So I'm writing you a chorus, and here is your verse: