none of us is a real good fighter

Arguing with you in the morning is like having sour milk for breakfast, then stepping on a dog poo along the way. The taste will still remains on the tongue and the smell will always follow all day long..

"If you could read my mind. You'd say baby you're right. And I don't
wanna fight anymore. You're usually righter than I am. And I'm not a very good fighter. And my, neither are you"

-jack johnson, same girl-