When I say it's over
It's 'cause I've had enough
An empty desk chair
Where romance was kicking off
I will be there
Like I said
I will make sure
There's someone in my bed
Can we not sort this out?
Perhaps I spoke too soon
Can we not elevate?
The people in this room
My eyes are frozen shut
I promise not to look
Can we not sort this out?
Perhaps I spoke too soon
Can we not elevate?
The people in this room
Can we not sort this out?
Perhaps I spoke too soon
Can we not elevate?
The people in this room
Can we not sort this out?