You and I are like oil and water

And we've been trying, trying trying

Ohhhh, to mix it up.

We've been dancing on a volcano

And we've been crying, crying, crying

Over blackened souls.

Babe, this wouldn't be the first time,

It will not be the last time.

There is no parasol that would shelter this weather.

I been smiling with anchors on my shoulders

But I've been dying, dying, dying

Ohh, Ohh, Oh to let them go.

Babe, this wouldn't be the first time,

It will not be the last time.

There is no parasol that would 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 what it is!

Oil and Water!

Oil and Water!

Oil and Water!