"Situation"

My old friend once again
In the same old situation
Your old friend around the bend
When I come I’ll try to smile like back then

Where am I
Thought that everything was good again
I should walk away again
I can’t promise

You and me 2 makes 3
Much better than the last time
So much better than the last time
I’m not psychic
I’m thinking of you
I only want what’s right
I’m thinking of you
Yeah

A little slip can turn into a storm
From just a little rain
A storm from just a little rain
While I’m dying
Where am I
Thought that everything was good again
I should just walk away again
I can’t promise anything

My old friend once again
In the same old situation
Your old friend around the bend
When I come I’ll try to smile like back then