Songtext von Debate Because It's Over

The eight ball looked like a death star And then the beats grooved from your car We drove along the fallen pine trees And I'll never forget what I saw They all want favours but then you creep along, you date her They all want favours but then you creep along, you date her Leaving home Walking home Brave men I'm amazed I know you only failed in final attempt The eight ball looked like death star And when you moved she saw the door They all want favours but then you creep along, you date her They all want favours but then you creep along, you date her Leaving home Walking home Leaving home Walking home Tonight we debate because it's over We sit down with the weight on our shoulders I hope I'll be the last to discover That you sit in the dark with another Tonight we debate because it's over We sit down with the weight on our shoulders I hope I'll be the last to discover That you sit in the dark with another