I wrote a goodbye note in lipstick on your arm

When you passed out

I couldn't bring myself to call

Except to call it quits

Best friends

Ex-friends till the end

Better off as lovers

And not the other way around

Racing through the city

Windows down

In the back of yellow checkered cars

This city says...

Come hell or high water

Well I'm feeling hot and wet

I can't commit to a thing

Be it heart or hospital

Best friends

Ex-friends till the end

Better off as lovers

And not the other way around

Racing through the city

Windows down

In the back of yellow checkered cars

The tombstones were waiting

They were half-engraved

They knew it was over

Just didn't know the date

And I cast a spell over the west to make you think of me

The same way I think of you

This is a love song in my own way

I believe the raftor didn't know the waist

Best friends

Ex-friends till the end

Better off as lovers

And not the other way around

Racing through the city

Windows down

In the back of yellow checkered cars

Best friends

Ex-friends till the end

Better off as lovers

And not the other way around

Ex-friends till the end

Better off as lovers