You got me. Searched the sand and climbed the tree and brought me back down.
Cause when I’m with him I am thinking of you. Thinking of you, what you would do if you were the one who was spending the night. I wish that I was looking into your eyes.
I don't want to run away, but I can't take it. I don't understand. If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am? Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?
Hate me today. Hate me tomorrow. Hate me for all the things I didn’t do for you. Hate me in ways, yeah ways hard to swallow. Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you.
Falling, yes I am falling. And she keeps calling me back again.
I don’t want your body but I hate to think about you with somebody else. Our love has grown cold. You’ve intertwined your soul with somebody else.
The guy who put his hands on you has got nothing to do with me. And the bruises that you feel will heal and I hope you’ll come around. Cause we’re missing you.