The Keeper

Saw you there on a Sunday when I called you that night, Seemed to never get the message but I left it in spite I waited up Am I chasing after nothing? Tell me me what you need from me Why you make this so impossible Causing all this trouble, using up my time. I don't even want it. Not anymore, you're not sorry (oh, oh) I guess, don't hold my phone like a Bible, you get off making plans you don't follow Run me around I look stupid again and you like it. I'll be gone when you crawl out of hiding Causing all this trouble, using up my time. I don't even want it. Not anymore, you're not sorry (oh, oh) You're causing all this trouble, using up my time. I don't even want it. Not anymore, you're not sorry (oh, oh)