Look at us messing up the bed again
Right at the time when people's tongues are sleeping
Like this it goes on increasing
My room's counter of reencounters
Once again our plan
To try to stay single went down the drain
We aren't good together
But not much better apart
And relapses come and relapses go
If we're seeing each other, if we're exes, if we're a couple
Nobody really knows
And relapses come and relapses go
And when we fight, we "un-fight" in bed
Nobody leaves anyone
Look at the meter counting our reunions now passing 100