„Here
we go. Here we go again:
The
plan was not to have a plan.“
I’d
like to write you
but
I don’t feel pretty today;
does
it matter ? Would you care
what
I have to say...? ...say?
My
friends keep telling me
that
I should forget you;
same
old story, same old song:
„I
would if I could !“
-
but all this proofs me wrong... wrong...
Here
we go, here we go again;
the
plan was not to have a plan.
Here
we go – here we go again:
The
plan was not to have
any
plan... plan...
Tori,
yeah, I’ll ask Tori
and
Maria for a lullaby.
Sing
`til I sleep, whisper in my ear –
are
you watching the same stars
slowly
disappear...? ...here...
Here
we go, here we go again;
the
plan was not to have a plan.
Here
we go – here we go again:
The
plan was not to have
any
plan... plan...