We fight a lot
Because we are the same
Everything is right
In its right place
So what’ve we got
At the end of the game
A loser or a winner
Tears on our face
Don’t let them fall
It’s nothing only wasted time
Stand yourself up tall
You’re one of a kind
When I need you most
Your heart is gone astray
How can I get you back
We can start again yesterday
Is this what love is
A constant push and shove
Constant release attack
Constant blue on black
No, we’re too good for that
We’re way too good for that
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