Lyrics

Staring at a photograph
Places I'd never seen
from a downtown parking lot
with international quizine
Look over your shoulder
Look over the one
with the bran van spanky shoes
and the tinsel on her tongue

I can't be what she needs
she can't save me everytime

I like breaking up with you
I like making up with you
Everytime we touch

Shifting into overdrive
waiting for sex to play me
I don't think anything is easy for me to believe
I like your ruby ring
diamonds and bitter sting
you've got me
like a shoulder to a sleeve

she can't see what I need
she's breaking me everytime

I like breaking up with you
I like making up to you

Everytime we go our way
find the place we need to be
does everything else stay the same?
feeling afraid
wanting the only thing that's wrong
back where we were

you look the other way
and I feel it everytime
you say

I like breaking up with you
I like making up with you