Из альбома: Tape Type Thing
I think all about us tonight
and why, oh why we fight
And it's times like these I
can only remember the bad
about what we had
Chorus
Well it's my way or the highway
Ignore everything that I say
You were always right and so we fight
You call but I never seem to be around
but you, you hunt me down
Because it's times like these I
can only remember the bad
about what we had
Chorus