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 off as lovers
And 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
Best friends
Ex friends till the end
Better off as lovers
And not the other way around
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of
yellow checkered cars
The tombstones were waiting
They were half engraved
They knew it was over
Just didn't know the date
And 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
I believe the raftor
didn't know the waist
Best friends
Ex friends till the end
Better off as lovers
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of
yellow checkered cars
Best friends
Ex friends till the end
Better off as lovers
And not the other way around
Ex friends till the end
Better off as lovers