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…
