I bet I could fill his shoes
I bet I could see it through
I bet if I put my mind to it
Then I could love you

I bet God made you and me
At the same time, baby
I bet if we kissed
The city would plunge into darkness

I bet if we kissed the swings would freeze in motion
I bet if we kissed a storm would blow across the ocean

(I’m in love with a guy
The apple of my best friend’s eye
He’ll never know my suffering
No, I can’t beat to look at him
There’s no relief in such an awful thing)

- Written by The Research. Appears on the album Breaking Up.