I Know Paroles

You were waiting for the half-time getaway

Someone couldn't wait to get their own back

We were dealing at the last-chance table

How does it feels to get your own back?



I know you're finding it hard to keep your head up

But we were trouble after midnight

After a drink or two

I know you're making sense

I guess its for the best
Nothing left to say but call it all off



Maybe things will change but we will stay the same

Just stay with the pain and hang on in there

Ok, it wasn't perfect but how it shone

Now that its gone its left a hole there