You said this happens all the time, yeah that's kinda the point We can't keep on doing this, doing this Even when we're doing fine, yeah, nothing's really fine But we keep on doing it, doing it
Like one day we'll both change and everything will make sense, darling You'll see, believe me, now come sit down just put your hands on me
I'm not trying to say I don't want to stay I just know how this story ends Use my body against me and all of our history I hate the way you miss me (The way you miss me)
We're on our third bottle of wine now your tongue is on mine We just keep on doing this, doing this, don't we? I try to leave but you find some way to twist my mind And make me wonder
If one day I might change and everything would make sense, darling You'll see, believe me, now come sit down just put your hands on me
I'm not trying to say I don't want to stay I just know how this story ends Use my body against me and all of our history I hate the way you miss me I hate the way you way you miss me I hate the way you way you I hate the way you way you miss me I hate the way you way you I hate the way you miss me
(I'm not trying to say I don't want to stay I just know how this story ends) (Use my body against me and all of our history) (I hate the way you miss me)
I'm not trying to say I don't want to stay I just know how this story ends Use my body against me and all of our history I hate the way you miss me I hate the way you way you miss me I hate the way you way you I hate the way you way you miss me I hate the way you way you I hate the way you miss me I'm not trying to say I don't want to stay I just know how this story ends Use my body against me and all of our history I hate the way you miss me
Compositores: Alexander William Gaskarth, Andrew Maxwell Goldstein (Andrew Goldstein) ECAD: Obra #39147981