Bang The [bad word] 
I wrote a goodbye note in lipstick on your arm 
When you passed out 
I couldn't bring myself to call 
Except to call it quits 

Best friends 
Ex-friends till the end 
Better off as lovers 
And not the other way around 
Racing through the city 
Windows down 
In the back of yellow checkered cars 

You're wrong 
Are we all wrong 
You're wrong 
Are we all wrong 

This city says...  [bad word] [bad word] or high water 
Well I'm feeling hot and wet 
I [bad word] to a thing 
Be it heart or hospital 

Best friends 
Ex-friends till the end 
Better off as lovers 
And not the other way around 
Racing through the city 
Windows down 
In the back of yellow checkered cars 

You're wrong 
Are we all wrong 
You're wrong 
Are we all wrong 

The tombstones were waiting 
They were half-engraved 
They knew it was over 
Just didn't know the date 

And I cast a spell over the west to make you think of me 
The same way I think of you 
This is a love song in my own way 
Happily ever after below the waist 

Best friends 
Ex-friends till the end 
Better off as lovers 

Racing through the city 
Windows down 
In the back of yellow checkered cars 

You're wrong 
Are we all wrong 
You're wrong 
Are we all wrong 

Best friends (You're wrong) 
Ex-friends till the end 
Better off as lovers (You're wrong) 
And not the other way around 
Ex-friends till the end (You're wrong) 
Better off as lovers (You're wrong)