The punch line I thought of
It didn't land
Rehearsed all the words
That I wrote on my hand
Pull out my notes
But I've got the wrong page
Couldn't remember at all
I thought I planned it all
What's my contingency
Oh baby don't you see
How hopeless it is
To make plans for
Tomorrow
Comes anyway
Does it even make any sense
Knowing that, would it make a difference
Thinking about it and all the things I said
Did we turn out right
Ahh ahh
Did we get it right
Ahh ahh
They say that two lefts
Don't make a right
But that don't mean
I won't put up a fight
Replay scenarios
Inside my head
Over and over again
But at the same time
Why should I waste my time
Oh baby don't you think
How hopeless it is
To make plans for
Tomorrow
Comes anyway
Does it even make any sense
Knowing that, would it make a difference
Thinking about it and all the things I said
Did we turn out right
Ahh ahh
Did we get it right
Ahh ahh
Does it even make any sense
Knowing that, would it make a difference
Thinking about it and all the things I said
Did we turn out right
Does it even change the outcome
Knowing that, I would only waste my time
Why should I worry about the things to come
Did we turn out right
Ahh ahh
Did we get it right
Ahh Ahh