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