I would like to attribute all my broken parts to you
All the bathroom tiles that don't lay quite straight
Were laid by you

You cut me off again
And I'm running down the wall
I thought we were friends
But even Rome will fall, even Rome will fall
Running down the wall

I thought we were different in just about every respect
But we were nothing but the same
I thought we were different, no, oh no

'Cause you cut me off again
And I'm running down the wall
I thought we were friends
But even Rome will fall, even Rome will fall
Running down the wall