Аудиозапись принадлежит лучшему ресурсу об Ариане — [bad word] stmgr.

I knew that I'd get like this again
That's why I try to keep at bay
Be a hundred percent when I'm with you and then
perfect heart's length away

The stickler is you've played not one beat wrong
You never promised me anything
Even sat me down, warned me just how they fall
And I knew the odds were I'd never win

yet here I am
It's a half life
With you as my quarterback
daft life

My self-worth measured in text back tempo
It's been 2 days and 8 minutes too slow
There may well be others but I still like to pretend
That I'm the one you really want to grow old with

You've got a schedule to stick to
Got a world to keep sweet
You're so much to everyone all the time
Will you ever slow down? Will I [bad word] first?
The universe contracts to sign
Hold me darling, please

It's a half life
With you as my quarterback
daft life
It's a half life
With you as my quarterback
daft life

You know you'll never be lonely
You know you'll always be loved
And maybe you'll never need more than that
But of the surplus that loves, what's to [bad word] of us?
Does it even register on your conscience?

Long for one last showdown
From a box in the crowd, [bad word] tight to explode
I'm clenching my ticket to the only way out
As you disappear in a puff of smoke

It's a half life
With you as my quarterback
daft life