Things are perfect now But sooner or later something Will bring us down And i don't want suffering Maybe we should stop Before we drive eachother crazy And you start throwing shit At me And things get really messy I don't want to hurt Anymore than i definitely have to So i will bow my head To you I say adieu adieu But maybe we can go up on the hillside Just once more We'll roll around Make love until we're dirty And our lips are sore