Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: Live. Cheetah.

When I was her and she was me
We got along till we became ourselves
When she was me and I was her
We got along till we became ourselves
Trampled in this rut divide our stuff, we're breaking up

You can't believe
How much pain
Called in my momma
Every day

When I calmed down and saw the sun
Put down the bottle, put down the gun
I've had enough divide our stuff, we're breaking up
When I was her and she was me
We got along till we became ourselves

When she was me, ooh, yeah, oh, and I was her
We got along till we became ourselves
The hole has opened up
Can I go down without my clothes
Into the darkness of empty love?

We're breaking up
We're breaking up
Cheetah, cheetah
Yeah, ooh, ooh, no, no, no