Oil and Water

You and I are like oil and water
And we’ve been trying, trying, trying
Ooh, to mix it up
We’ve been dancing on a volcano
And we’ve been crying, crying, crying
Over blackened soles
Babe, this wouldn’t be the first time
It will not be the last time
There is no parasol that could shelter this weather
I’ve been smiling with anchors on my shoulders
And I’ve been dying, dying, dying
Ooh, to let them go
Babe, this wouldn’t be the first time
It will not be the last time
There is no parasol that could shelter this weather
Babe, this wouldn’t be the first time
It will not be the last time
We were trying to believe that everything would get better
We’ve been lying to each other
Hey, babe! Let’s just call it, call it, call it
Ooh, what it is
Oil and water
Oil and water
Oil and water
Oil and oooh…