That's not how it goes Good Table for two, but we pulled up a third chair You changed the plan somewhere on the stairs I wore the shoes that I said I wouldn't Stayed past midnight when I swore I couldn't You miss the turn, I don't correct you Radio low, nowhere to get to Every little plan we make Gets better with a small mistake We go off script Right when it gets good Say the wrong thing Like we probably should Change the ending Move the scene You make a mess Of my routine We go off script And I like it like this Never saw it coming Wouldn't want to miss it Friday, 8:15 You show up at nine I should be annoyed I'm having a great time You order something Neither of us knows One taste, one look There the whole plan goes No cue No count No perfect way to work it out One look Wrong door Now we're somewhere We've never been before We go off script Right when it gets good Say what we mean now Maybe we always should Change the ending Move the scene Keep a little space For what we haven't seen We go off script And I like it like this Never saw it coming Wouldn't change a bit That's not how it goes Good
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