A Perfect Match

A Perfect Match - Bitter:Sweet

Written by：HerriHamid/Pijie

Oh

Are you ready now

The trains are ready to go

But you're still busy talking crap and cheap on the phone

So make up your mind

Or else you'll never know

What's going to be next

We'll go to lunch or go to bed

The minute you call me I'll be down here on my own

So make up your mind

Or else you'll never know

It's either me or you

Don't ask me I don't have a clue

Maybe I'll just leave you there and make it on my own

So make up your mind

Or else you'll never know

The feelings that we've shared

The money that we carry

Doesn't go

With the flow

It has to change somehow you know

The feelings that we've shared

The money that we carry

Doesn't go

With the flow

Oh

Are you ready now

The trains are ready to go

But you're still busy talking crap and cheap on the phone

So make up your mind

Or else you'll never know

So what's going to be next

You gone to lunch you having sexy

Maybe I'll just leave you there and make it on my own

So make up your mind

Or else you'll never know

The feelings that we've shared

The money that we carry

Doesn't go

With the flow

It has to change somehow you know

The feelings that we've shared

The money that we carry

Doesn't go

With the flow

It has to change somehow you know