Idioma Origen:
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
You´re wrong
Are we all wrong
You´re wrong
Are we all wrong
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
You´re wrong
Are we all wrong
You´re wrong
Are we all wrong
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
Happily ever after below the waist
Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of yellow checkered cars
You´re wrong
Are we all wrong
You´re wrong
Are we all wrong
Best friends (You´re wrong)
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers (You´re wrong)
And not the other way around
Ex-friends till the end (You´re wrong)
Better off as lovers (You´re wrong)
Idioma Destino:
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
You´re wrong
Are we all wrong
You´re wrong
Are we all wrong
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
You´re wrong
Are we all wrong
You´re wrong
Are we all wrong
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
Happily ever after below the waist
Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of yellow checkered cars
You´re wrong
Are we all wrong
You´re wrong
Are we all wrong
Best friends (You´re wrong)
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers (You´re wrong)
And not the other way around
Ex-friends till the end (You´re wrong)
Better off as lovers (You´re wrong)