Maybe Not - Barenaked Ladies

Pretty soon you will be wanting me, to go

And I will only be the enemy, you know

Pretty soon you will be needing me, to leave

But know that you and I will always be, naive

Maybe you’ll forgive the things that I forgot

Maybe you’re forgetting all the times we fought

Maybe we should divvy up the things we bought

But maybe not

Why don’t we lay down on the kitchen floor

All that we say we had with us before?

We’ll find our way to what we’re looking for

By separating what is mine from yours

Pretty soon I’ll be the one you hold, at bay

And then forever I’ll be good as gold lamé

I know your heart cannot be bought or sold, for much

Donder maar op, consider yourself told, in Dutch

And we can argue 'till our throats are sore

About how far you take a metaphor

You always deign to see the glass half filled

And now it seems to me the half glass spilled

Maybe you’ll forgive the things that I forgot

Maybe you’re forgetting all the times we fought

Maybe we should divvy up the things we bought

But maybe not

Maybe not

Maybe not