Lyrics




Taking my time, choosing my line
Trying to decide what to do
It looks like my stop, I don't want to get off
I got myself hung up on you
It seems to me that you don't want to talk about it
Seems to me you'll just turn your pretty head and walk away
Places I've known, things that I've grown
Won't be the same without you
Got myself in worse than I've been
I find myself starting to doubt you
Seems to me that you don't want to talk about it
Seems to me you'll just turn your pretty head and walk away
Got to cool myself down, stomping around
Thinking of words, I can't name you
Got myself in worse than I've been
I find myself starting to blame you
Seems to me that you don't want to talk about it
Seems to me you'll just turn your pretty head and walk away
Walk away



Writer(s): Joseph Fidler Walsh


Attention! Feel free to leave feedback.
Loading
Loading