It's a gamble to take any more of you

(It's a gamble to take-take more you)

Still in my mind sometimes, I must admit it

Like it's a crime on trial, I got acquitted

Me and you wasn't meant, we wasn't fitted

Like it's a glove, I hated to admit it

'Cause obviously we go back

So why would we ruin that?

In too deep, we're rearranged

Now you wanna ask for names

We can't let this fruit go bad

Sayin' things we can't take back

In too deep, we're rearranged

Say you feel the same