MaryTylerMoore

I know you've got it in you

I know you want to love

You used to call me your best friend

But I don't really know anymore because

This is the end of times and your silence

Echoes in my head

I know we can't go back, we both know this

Suddenly, I'm a mess without you

Hold me down and never let me go

Hold me down, you said you would

But I know you won't

Throwin' it out the window, I know, I know

You didn't want me dead, no, I know, I know

Throwin' it out the window, I know, I know

Thinkin' about the end though, here I go

We're gonna make it after all

We're gonna make it after all