When I say it's over It's 'cause I've had enough An empty desk chair Where romance was kicking off I will be there Like I said I will make sure There's someone in my bed Can we not sort this out? Perhaps I spoke too soon Can we not elevate? The people in this room My eyes are frozen shut I promise not to look Can we not sort this out? Perhaps I spoke too soon Can we not elevate? The people in this room Can we not sort this out? Perhaps I spoke too soon Can we not elevate? The people in this room Can we not sort this out?