Since we officially called the quits
there really hasn't been a "quits"

We're either giggling with one another
forgetting about everyone in the room
or ******* and moaning about old ****
reminding one another of the old mistakes

Why is it that way?

You're a person that I can't tolerate
yet I will always consider you my best friend

We both know why deep down
why we can't stray away
and how we always wiggle ourselves into one another's lives

We were so in love
so sure of love
so happy in love

Neither of us will still accept to this day
that it didn't work out
and that we weren't each other's person

So we strive to drive one another crazy
and wiggle our way back into each other's lives
because we were so in love
we're still in love

But we will never accept that our love
isn't the love