They

carved

a

mess-

age

deep

with-

in,

Our

bro-

ken

hearts

that

failed

to

mend,

Make

out

kids

ne-

ver

had

a

chance

to

be

best

friends.

She's

in-

to

math

and

ma-

ga-

zines,

Dir-

ec-

tor's

cuts

and

gray

cell

green

Armed

with

an

eye

for

con-

tra-

dic-

tions,

She

sees

com-

plete-

ly

through

me.

I'm

fond

of

Twin

Peaks

af-

ter-

noons,

In-

ex-

pen-

sive

wine

with

cor-

don

bleu..

Armed

with

a

ple-

thor-

a

of

in-

se-

cur-

i-

ties,

We

keep

each

other

a-

mused..

Hoor-

ay

for

the

mad-

ness,

we

are

bet-

ter

by

de-

sign,

Let's

hope

we'll

ne-

ver

have

to,

Say

good-

bye,

Say

good-

bye.

Snowed

in

sleep

o-

ver

win-

ter

break,

Cock-

tails

and

mi-

nia-

ture

mis-

takes,

Lights

out,

we're

co-

vered

in

each

o-

thers'

warm

em-

brace,

Hoor-

ay

for

the

mad-

ness,

we

are

bet-

ter

by

de-

sign,

Let's

hope

we'll

ne-

ver

have

to,

Say

good-

bye,

Say

good-

bye.

If

we

keep

swim-

ming,

may-

be

this

will

ne-

ver

di-

ie,

If

we

keep

swim-

ming,

may-

be

this

will

ne-

ver

di-

ie,

If

we

keep

swim-

ming,

may-

be

this

will

ne-

ver

di-

ie,

If

we

keep

swim-

ming,

may-

be

this

will

ne-

ver

di-

ie,

We

fail

to

keep

in

touch

these

days,

I'm

li-

quid

cold,

she's

mur-

der

grey,

Hol-

lowed

by

cir-

cum-

stance

that

pushed

us

both

a-

way,

They

carved

a

mess-

age

deep

with-

in,

Our

bro-

ken

hearts

that

failed

to

mend,

Make

out

kids

ne-

ver

had

a

chance

to

be

best

friends.