Paroles

I know you caught me stammering but how about my handle? How about my manners? Sorry about my language I swear You wonder how my day went I wonder where my day went I wonder where my pay went I wonder if I'm losing my cool Think about it often And you got your Datsun picked out And mine is still in the shop What'll you do with that information? It's starting to get old And there's something you have to know That you're so irrational And one of us just has to go That's just how it played out And baby we'll be back for more If that's for sure we'll have to see And all these things they have to go That's just how it works for me And all these things they have to go And you mistake me for some passive aggressive Asshole repressive in skates And you won't take Any advice from me so why'd I even bother loosening my laced tens And you patiently wait for me to break in And you pacing back and forth my mind is racing We put a tape on and take it slow And there's something you have to know That you're so irrational And one of us just has to go That's just how it played out And baby we'll be back for more (I feel impulsive) If that's for sure (I came and pulled it) We'll have to see (I am so full of it man) And all these things they have to go (Fuck all your policies just keep it open) That's just how it works for me (I am still full of it man) And all these things they have to go
Writer(s): Patrick Killeen, Scott Zschomler, Jason Chang Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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