Another sentimental
argument
and bitter love
Fucked without
a kiss again
dragged it
through the mud
Yelling at brick walls
and punching windows
made of stone
The worry rock has
turned to dust
and fallen
on our pride
A knock 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 knock 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
dragged it
through the 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