Fair - Ben Folds, Guster

He shouted out his last word

And he stumbled through the yard

And she shattered her last china plate

And spun off in the car

When he lunged onto the hood

She stopped to tell his she’d been wrong

He was thrown head over heels

Into the traffic coming on But then…

All is fair, all is fair in love

Did you get my other letters

Sometimes I think I oughta call

Cause you know I often wonder

If you open them at all

Every couple nights or so You know you pop into my dreams

I just can’t get rid of you

Like you got rid of me Ooh, but I send my best

Cos God knows you’ve seen my worst

But then

All is fair, all is fair in love

All this breathing in Never breathing out

All this breathing in Never breathing out

I guess she made her way

Through the mob too late to hear him say

That he’d gotten all he wanted

A crowd to watch him bear the pain

He’d been keeping in So what

All is fair, all is fair in love