Letterman - Gay Nineties

We made a pact to separate ourselves from the pack

Now tell me just how the hell we supposed to do that

I know you tried, I know you tried

I watched you try but baby let me try for a while

We met at dawn and tried to keep our Sunday clothes on

Up in your room I always come a little too soon

To tell the truth, you know the truth

I know the truth when you came back through you

You’re the culmination of everything I’ve never had

But it’s so hard to love you, it’s like we never get the chance, aah aah

We go way back, we go way back-ack-ack-ack-ack-ack-ack-ack-ah

We made a pact to separate the truth from fact

I’ve seen your past and I don’t know why you’re looking back

The river runs right through you

But under rocks there’s always something better to do

You’re the culmination of everything I’ve never had

But it’s so hard to love you, it’s like we never get the chance

You’re the culmination of everything I’ve never had, aah aah

We go way back, we go way back-ack-ack-ack-ack-ack-ack-ack-ah