If you don't fight back
They turn you into a doormat
Is a doormat what I want to be?
I'm feeling like a volcano laying dormant
I must calm to a lower degree
Do you remember holding hands in the hall way?
We were knocking on each others door
Do you remember holding hands in the hall way?
Sentimentality taking a hold of me
Everybody can see what we wanted to be
Sentimentality taking a hold of me
Everybody can see what you wanted to be
The clock stopped.
The bubble popped.
Fizzy whiskey made us slump in our chair
I succeeded, we stay seated
It must have been something In the air
Two sovereign masters
They are pleasure and pain
Natural disasters
When I see you again.
