Birds in the sky And the sun's shining bright The breeze blowing through Brings me closer to you As I'm throwing your things in the street Trough the bedroom window Plates hit the wall And we laugh as they fall
Just a pair of fools Breaking up to make up Then break up to make up
Maybe we're just pointing fingers Acting like little children Maybe in the end it's true I'm just like
You pour the coffee As I'm making the toast As you talk about nothing I am starting to choke
'Cause I hate how you chew Throw your food 'Cross the kitchen table Plate hits the wall And we laugh as it falls
Just a pair of fools Breaking up to make up Then break up To make up
Maybe we're just pointing fingers Acting like little children Maybe in the end it's true I'm just like you