It was meant to be
When they collided at the jukebox
Three times, one week
Two strangers with their jaws dropped
And Jamo on the rox
They pushed through the crowd
To where the bar curved and met the wall
The music was loud
Soon the bartenders were threatening last call
They ignored it all
The bar stools stuck sweaty to her thighs
The night was cool
They held hands under the streetlights
But you can’t trust fate
At dawn they slept
His body burned like a furnace
The floor a mess
The record still silently turning
As the light crept through the curtains
On the roof
The rain fell hard above their heads
Past noon
In the island of his bed
You can’t trust fate
You can’t trust fate
Oh, what a match if there ever easy
Oh, how fast destiny turns to dust
The signs said they were built to last
Bad bet, they never had a chance
You can’t trust fate
You can’t trust fate
