I'm not okay with how we behave
We'll lose the pigment and it all fades to grey
Deep in the water, will I float away?
On a tidal wave, I guess not today
If I had to choose between the two
I'm rock and paper, scissor, shoot
A round of booze for both of you
Please don't make me choose
So here we go, we're setting sail
The water's murky but we will prevail
I have to choose between the two
I'm rock and paper, scissor, shoot
A round of booze for both of you
So why I have to choose
If I had to choose between the two
I'm rock and paper, scissor, shoot
A round of booze for both of you
Why do I have to choose?