Why Don't We Get Along

Caroline's Spine

When you walk into a room

I feel a strange sensation

just like I won the game, but

I'm still sore from playin'

then we shake hands,

so cordial, but pretentious

I could need a chainsaw

to cut through this tension


Why don't we get along?

why don't we get along?

it hurts so much 'cause

we were oh so strong

tell me, why don't we

get along-anymore?

I've always admired your way

of getting attention

and I gave you mine 'til I saw

your true intention

now I don't know what to say

'cause I can't see

eye to eye with you

I wish that things were the way

they were before

so I wouldn't wonder