Overs...
Why dont we stop fooling ourselves
the game is over, over over...
No good times, no bad times
there’s no times left just the new York times
sitting on my windowsill with the flowers.
We might as well be apart
it hardly matters we sleep separately
drop a smile passing in the hall
but there’s no laughs left cause we laughed them all
Yes we laughed them all in a very short time
passing in the doorway
blowing through my window
rattling the teacups
and I wonder....
How long can I delay
we’re just a habit, like saccharine
and i’m habitually feeling kinna blue
but each time
I try on
the thought of leaving you
I stop...
Stop and Think It Over.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Qt_JoClwtA
We Hold On, by Rush
How many times
Do we tire of all the little battles
Threaten to call it quits
Tempted to cut and run
How many times
Do we weather out the stormy evenings
Long to slam the front door
Drive away into the setting sun
Keep going until dawn
How many times must another line be drawn
We could be down and gone
But we hold on
How many times
Do we chaff against the repetition
Straining against a fate
Measured out in coffee breaks
How many times
Do we swallow our ambition
Long to give up the same old way
Find another road to take
Keep holding on so long
‘Cause there’s a chance
that we might not be so wrong
We could be down and gone
But we hold on
How many times
Do we wonder if it’s even worth it
There’s got to be some other way
To get me through the day
But we hold on