Tekst
I'm not going back to being lost
Camera-focused onto what once was
If it's better to tell myself that I'll be fine
I could do it again, but I've reached my thousandth try
Think we should stop this clock, I can't
Be all you want, 'cause now it's been six months
And she's sitting front row in your mind
And I bet with her you keep, yet lose track of time
Is it enough? Won't hold you down
Tired of not being 'round
Is it enough? Won't hold you down
Tired of not being 'round
Won't make it better
When you're with me, I bet you'll hate
Constant reminders
Of someone pushing you away
Think we should stop this clock, I can't
Be all you want, 'cause now it's been six months
And she's sitting front row in your mind
And I bet with her you keep, yet lose track of time
Da, da-da-da
Ya, da-da-da, da-da
Ya, da-da-da
Ya, da-da-da, da-da
Ya, da-da-da
Ya, da-da-da, da-da
Ya, da-da-da
Ya, da-da-da, da-da