No, you didn't leave I kicked you out I hardly believe That the words came out my
You couldn't believe you heard yourself, discuss And you up all your things And you goodbye to us
Tell me is in the way In the way of my for you? Tell me is in the way In the way of my love for
Hafta get it of the way of my love Hafta get it outta of the way of my
And now, there's nothing left to And the screen just 'Fini' And night in separate rooms We cry
And every day, we each other's holes Two slippery 'round two poles
Tell me is in the way In the way of my for you? me what is in the way In the way of my love for
Yeah, there's in the way of my love for you Yeah, something in the way of my love
So we took all the pictures And we took down all the walls Packed up our Piled in the hall
Yeah, we bagged our Kicked it to the And then we stood there And we stood there
'Cause we done clinging To the things we were afraid to And the only thing Was a view
You at me And I at you And we said, "How now What you do?"
Now there's in the way In the way of my for you Now there's in the way In the way of my for you
I to get it out the way Out the way of my for you I to get it out the way Out the way of my for you
No, you didn't just No, you just leave No, you didn't leave No, you didn't just