Testo Sooner or Later

things are perfect now
but sooner or later something
will bring us down
and i don't want suffering

maybe we should stop
before we drive eachother crazy
and you start throwing shit at me
and things get really messy

i don't want to hurt
anymore than i definitely have to
so i will bow my head
to you
i say adieu adieu

but maybe we can go up on the hillside
just once more
we'll roll around
make love until we're dirty
and our lips are sore