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Teksty: Finger Eleven. Them Vs You Vs Me.

We left and as soon as we did I knew
There was a bad taste in our mouths
Awareness didn't come too soon
But you finally taste it too

It's just another case of fuckin' up
A perfectly good afternoon
Every manner that I forgot
Could have helped me out of acting cruel

But I wasn't in the least distraught
Though my jokes were bombing
I got to feeling like my timing was off
But baby, that's just not me

So as far as anyone can see
They'd be helpless not to agree
They're driving miles between us three
It was them versus you versus me

And as soon as we drove
Right through thirty seconds without a word
It was then that I knew for sure
I wasn't gonna hear a word from you

And the road became the radio
And we scowled at the beautiful trees
I was thinking of what went wrong
I thought, baby, it's not just me

So as far as anyone can see
They'd be helpless not to agree
They're driving miles between us three
It was them versus you versus me

So as far as anyone can see
They'd be helpless not to agree
They're driving miles between us three
It was them versus you versus me

It was them versus you versus me
It was them versus you versus me