This has become – become comical
Everytime we see each other it doesn’t end well – well, for me
But still it’ll happen I don’t know why
Maybe I should ask but the result is always the same
It’s bad for me
Let’s stop of all this thinking
Let’s get in trouble again
Logic’s not - not our thing anymore
Then we count the ways that we fall apart
Then never speak again
I’ll never see your face again
Or call your name again
Because it’s inviting havoc
Bring on the self doubt
And let’s scream and shout
About how we can’t make this one right
Sure we meant well but our talking it never changes anything
I’m sick of running in place
I’m sick of waking up to what the mirror shows me
I know I’m not the only one that’s all wrong
You love beating me up, come on and say so
You love beating me up, come on
I know it anyway
I’ll never see your face again
Or call your name again
Because it’s inviting havoc
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