That noise that you make just before you have something to say
Used to make me love you more,
Now it just riles me up the wrong way.
I can feel that I'm not quite the find that you thought I would turn out to be
Was I always just an idea of what you wanted to see.
We had good times, right? Who's to say they won't come back around? It's not like we're tearing each other apart, just a certain lack of that sudden spark, used to flicker up now and again taking us way back to when there wasn't a doubt...was there a doubt?
If you an I could turn a blind eye
Would it be for our own good
If you an I could turn a blind eye
Would it be for our own good
You know me, I know you
You'll hold me if I hold you
We both know this much to be true
Who's to say that compromise is not the wisest way to go
Why say goodbye to my best friend
Why say goodbye to my best friend
Why say goodbye to my best friend
Why say goodbye to my....
If you and I could turn a blind eye
Would it be for our own good
If you and I could turn a blind eye
Would it be for our own good