Every Other Week
Peter Vollset, Thomas Sagbråten
To pull apart
And feel my freedom - exciting and new
Is kinda hard
When half the town reminds me of you
Laid in your bed
Back when you said
You were into me
Every other week
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Now it's done
Got all this time and no one to call
Half of what I want
It felt like less than nothing at all
And you said "Look
We just fooled around
We can’t break up
If I was never down"
Down!
I could write you out of that open door
In two songs' time you're a metaphor
I could drink you down that open drain
You keep pulling me back up again
Keep pulling me back up again
Up again up again up again - oh!
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na