After the hours we spent at the interpass Two liars fooling themselves they could make it last Desperate to alter the course of our history Could it be Maybe the problem is me Am I doomed to always repeat Over and over again I'm working hard not to throw you under the bus This island's really too small for the both of us You keep the keys to the house and I can shuffle off and away Could it be Maybe the problem is me Am I doomed to always repeat Over and over again I can see The writing you don't want to read I'm safely in some other scene Where everyone knows my name Could it be Maybe the problem is me Am I doomed to always repeat Over and over again I can see The writing you don't want to read I'm safely in some other scene Where everyone knows my name