Texty: Sleater Kinney. All Hands On The Bad One. Pompeii.

And then one fine morning
(And what you want)
She woke, she knew
(You might never have)
One long look at her life
(Would you wait for it)
It was you
(It forms like a scar)

Come hell or high water, her heart was made
No friend and no lover will get in her way

For six long years
(Take your time)
Happiness spoke
(Never hurry up)
But then the time was up
(Change your mind)
The spell was broke
(Go back to the start)

She said what have I done to get my way
What have I done to get this day

I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I wanna fortune weary love, fortune weary love
Baby don't you dare give up on me now
Baby don't you dare give up on me now

You're gonna find out, you're gonna get low
It's gonna darken your soul
You're gonna find out, you're gonna get low
It's gonna darken your soul
You're gonna find out, you're gonna grow old
It's gonna darken your soul

I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I wanna fortune weary love, fortune weary love
Baby don't you dare give up on me now
Baby don't you dare give up on me now, me now