She said she’s got a bone to pick with me
I don’t even know what that means
If she’s coming around, she knows where I’ll be
Regardless, I’m getting in those jeans
Say it’s over, say it’s done, say we’re through
She likes to be dramatic and I’m an addict
If she’s jumping to conclusions, I’m jumping too
In the morning we’ll be getting eggs benedict
Back in love, like she didn’t hate me yesterday
Wrapped around my arm, wrapped around her finger
If we have said all we have had to say
Why do we both feel the need to linger?
She’s never moving on; I’m never letting go
I’m not sure if this is love or a curse
All I know is she had me at hello
And it’s not over until we’re in a hearse.
