Another sentimental
argument
and bitter love
Fucked without
a kiss again
and dragged it
through a mud
Yelling at
brick walls and
punching windows
made of stone
The worry rock
has turned to dust
and fallen
on our pride
A knocked down
dragged out fight
Fat lips and
open wounds
Another wasted night
And no one will
take the fall
Where do we go
from here
And what did you do
with the directions
Promise me no
dead end streets
And I'll guarantee
we'll have the road
A knocked down
dragged out fight
Fat lips and
open wounds
Another wasted night
And no one will
take the fall
Another sentimental
argument
and bitter love
Fucked without
a kiss again
and dragged it
through a mud
Where do we go
from here
And what did you do
with the directions
Promise me no
dead end streets
And I'll guarantee
we'll have the road
And I'll guarantee
we'll have the road
And I'll guarantee
we'll have the road