Lyrics

Well I think we're in the lost and found To find ourselves again amongst this doubt Treading in the deep end now It's sink or swim, you bet that I'll hold out Well, I've got so many thoughts If I could text you them, my number would be blocked Whoa, whoa I've made things complicated And that's not an overstatement Whoa, whoa Since our love's been sedated I've made things complicated Well, they say that love's a battleground The battle's won but we destroyed this town And I can't rest my case on solid ground Your walls fell down, who's gonna build them now? Well, I've got so many thoughts If I could text you them, my number would be blocked Whoa, whoa I've made things complicated And that's not an overstatement Whoa, whoa Since our love's been sedated Made things so complicated I've got so many thoughts Got so many thoughts Whoa, Whoa Whoa, Whoa
Writer(s): Peter Stevens Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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