I know you love him, but it's over, mate
It doesn't matter, put the phone away
It's never easy to walk away, let him go
It'll be alright
I wanna see you
As you walk through the door
And time will make us
Some ways less and some ways more
Mix a little bit of weed with a little bit of cash
With a little bit of this, with a little bit of that
We gon' be al-, we gon' be alright
He's there in the dark
He's there in my heart
He waits in the wings
He's gotta play a part
Trouble is a friend
Yeah trouble is a friend of mine