So much for arguing
I know I can't convince you
not that there aren't some things
worth fighting for
but nothing worth trading in my life.
Now can I stand and watch you
give up on being happy
not that there aren't some things
worth crying for
but look what you're sacrificing.
(CHORUS)
and I think one of us might be
sleeping with the enemy
and if there's any hope to see
a future of friendship between us
it's sure to be found when we follow
words in a dusty volume
strange beyond comprehension
now they're rectifying me
filling the spaces in my life.
(CHORUS)
Don't turn your back...
you're dancing on my shoes
it's a long way to follow.