Paroles: Counting Crows. She Likes The Weather. Diamonds And Babies And Cars.

"My turn this time", he says
"Never get better than this
We never get better than bad
My turn this time", he said
"Now I can do what I want
Now I can walk away mad"

"'Cause last time we tried", he said
"We never get anywhere
We never solve anything
It's my turn this time", he said
And sticks out his chin like a man
Sticks out his chin like a man

"My turn this time", they cried
And everyone walks in a line
Around in a circle until they die
"My turn this time", they scream
And diamonds and babies and cars
Don't add up to anything

"My turn this time", she says
"I wish we could talk a bit more
Just give me a little more time
My turn this time", she says
"My children are growing up mad
They never get anywhere"

This time she starts to cry
And everyone stares at the ground
Nobody says a word
"You get one chance each life", she sighs
"And mine is just passing me by"
He walks out the door and she stares up at the ceiling

"My turn this time", they cry
And everyone walks in a line
Around and around in a circle until they die
"My turn this time" they scream
And diamonds and babies and cars
Don't add up to anything, at all

"My turn this time", he says
And he turns the radio on
And he turns the radio off
"My turn this time", she says
And she laughs at herself
And she laughs at herself

And the sun goes down and the sun comes up
And the sun goes down and the sun comes up
And the sun goes down and the sun comes up
And the sun goes down and the sun comes up