You speed up for corners
I slow down for bends
sometimes I wonder why we’re friends
I try to do what’s right
you always do what’s wrong
and yet somehow we seem to get along

ONE
We met at a crowded party
I was sober, you were drunk
I was discussing politics
You were dancing to punk
You spilled my drink, I was annoyed
You found it very funny
You said you’d get me a new one
(but you have just run out of money)
We agreed to meet the following week
So you could make it up to me
I said “let’s go to the cinema,
and see that new Sci-Fi movie”
You had other ideas, you bought the tickets
to some horrible horror flick
I suppose you paid me back
but you’re still a dick

TWO
We met at a rubbish party
You looked boring, I’d had a few
You were ranting about something
I was listening to some tunes
You dropped your drink and blamed me
and I guess that might have been fair
so between my laughs,
the damage, I tried to repair
We went to a local cinema
(I’d been to the bar next door)
You had your heart set on robots
but I’m a fan of gore
I opened my wallet
why can’t you open your mind?
If you want to be a cock
then you go your way and I’ll go mine

2. I’m sorry that I spilled your drink, the other night
1. That’s OK, and to be honest, the film was alright
2. Fancy a pint at the pub up the street?
1. Yeah alright - can you get me something sweet?