My friends become my foes
And my foes become my friends
I tend to fall in love with the girls
My boyfriend ends
I don't work 9 to 5
But I'll always work the weekends
And each time I'll get the world
In my fingers something happens
I'm working backwards, forwards
And left to right
And I'm pretty darn hard headed
But I can't make up my mind
I'll take a tragedy over a fairytale
But only when the sun is shining
I'll be the voice of hope in your darkest hour
I'm an expert in the silver lining
I'll be there when you need me
For all the big things
But I'm really pathetic at perfect timing
And that's the way it seems to go for me
I go to bed at 8 and wake up at 4.30
Most day I drink like a fish and tend to be too flirty
I am a perfectionist but only when things get dirty
I cannot stand small talk but I'm great at being wordy
And I'd rather leave you first
But then I'll be begging you to come back
And when I get real quiet
You know I'm about to attack
I'll take a walk in the rain or a drive in the dark
But only when everyone's celebrating
I'll dig in to your pain and tear it apart
But only to help the heart that's breaking
I like to figure things out and make everything right
But I'm secretly thrilled when everything's changing
And that's the way it seems to go for me
If you fall for the part that's brooding and dark
You will never discover the rest of my heart
And I want you to see that there's so much to see
Just before I declare you never knew me
He's with the small stuff like the world around was over
I calm him down and we make breakfast for each other
Our friends all thought we fit so perfectly together
He likes what he can't have and I sure like bad weather
I may have left him first
But I think he'd been leaving for sometime
I feel like begging him to come back
But I can't make up my mind
I'll take a boxing match over the quiet night
But only to make for better dreams
I'll back the underdog in any fight
But only to fight for something worth keeping
I'm in it to win it, most of the time
And if it goes down I'll be kicking and screaming
And that's the way it seems to go for me
Yeah, and that's the way it seems to go for me
Whoa, and that's the way it seems to go for me
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