here we go again decided we should just be friends talking about it all night walking round holding hands both go home alone sun comes up the city s black lying here awake i wanna chance to give you your scabies back when we meet again after the show still more than friends in your voice i hear the lonely screams of your hometown and in your eyes i see we re both alone when the sun goes down and in your touch you re afraid of wanting more and in your kiss i taste 15 beers and the kitchen floor as we meet again after the show still more than friends going home alone the city s black don t you want your scabies back 