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I left my heart at a pub
in Hampstead
And I misplaced my mind
in a good way
Threw away my reputation but
saved us more heartache
Yes, I know it seems fucked up,
and you're right
But quite frankly, you're still
wrong about everything
So far off, your seat's nowhere
near the table
But I find something sweet
in your peculiar behavior
'Cause I think to be so dumb
must be nice
I do, I do, I do, I do
What makes you think you're
even invited?
The doors are closed
with lights off inside,
and all the while
There's no one home,
you're still outside
I wonder why
What's wrong with a little bit
of poison? tell me
I would rather feel everything
than nothing every time
Fear me, stranger, a little bit
of sugar, danger
I'd rather be seen and alive
than dying by your point of view
I do, I do, I do, I do
I don't remember too much
of the last year
But I knew who I was
when I got here
'Cause I'm still the same but
only entirely different
And my lover's just some lines
in some songs
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm
You think you've read the book
I'm still writing
I can't imagine wanting so badly
to be right
Guess I'm forever on your mind
I wonder why
What's wrong with a little bit
of poison? tell me
I would rather feel everything
than nothing every time
Fear me, stranger, a little bit
of sugar, danger
I'd rather be seen and alive
than dying by your point of view
Rather be swimming with you
than drowning in a crowded room
I do, I do, I do, I do
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