Sometimes you're right, sometimes I bite Why is it hard to say what I want when I want? Sometimes I love, sometimes you hate Why does it hurt to hear what you have to say?
Chances are you'll get it when you stop wanting Chances are you'll fall asleep when you stop trying Just can't lie to myself
Sometimes I doubt, then you back out Why is it hard to breathe in the same room? Deep down we know why we can't run away But why does it hurt to visualize the goal?
Chances are I'll regret when you say good-bye Chances are you'll find the way home with or without me Just don't lie to yourself
I go this way, you go that way, wherever we'll find each other Chances are…chances are…
