Everything is perfect Until I get your phone call Tellin' me something I said or did that wasn't even my fault
When will I know it's the end When there's nothing left for me and you
Then it gets much much worse as the day goes on I hear rumors of lies of my name being dropped By the friends that I once loved
When will I know it's the end When there's nothing left for me and you
Well take a good look, and tell me what you see I got a bad feelin' about a thing or two And the way life's supposed to be With your bridled views and the life you choose You take the fun out being and leave nothing to lose When is enough enough