Lyrics
I'm on the wrong side of this story
I borrowed a car, you packed your Saturday
Seems that we deal with things a bit differently, differently
I went to the kitchen and looked at a knife
I watched a stranger fuck the love of my life
Seems that I deal with things a bit differently, differently
I don't wanna, I don't wanna wasted mind
I misplaced myself this time
I don't wanna, I don't wanna waste your time
I love the way you lose your mind
New York's underwater is counting to ten
He'd rather stop breathing than see me again
Seems we remember things a bit differently, differently
I never saw myself climbing the stairs
Voices to see and best not compare
Try to forget things, a bit differently, differently
I don't wanna, I don't wanna wasted mind
I misplaced myself this time
I don't wanna I don't wanna waste your time
I love the way you lose your mind
Hey, come back, that's not what I said
It's all in your head
I don't wanna, I don't wanna wasted mind
I don't wanna, I don't wanna wasted mind
I don't wanna, I don't wanna wasted mind
I don't wanna, I don't wanna wasted mind
I don't wanna, I don't wanna violent show
I don't wanna, I don't wanna watch you go
I don't wanna, I don't wanna let you know
I don't wanna, I don't want a head sick
Daniel P Miles, Eamon Michael Mcgrath, Josh Earl Warburton, Leah Fay Goldstein, Peter Goyette Dreimanis
Peermusic Publishing