Yeah, I'm gonna regret it I can't quit you, I can't quit you We're heading deep inside lives a voice, a voice so quiet But I can't hear that voice when your heart beats next to mine I know I'm gonna regret it Gonna regret it And you say that I'm the

I've been living in my anxiety Face flushed down this train again Somebody, call a doctor, better call the doctor Chasing problems in my head Everybody says that I'm losing my shit I should calm down, but you know I can't quit Yeah, yeah, yeah I woke up

Na na na na na na na na Kissing strangers (oh) 'Til I find someone I love 'Til I find someone I trust Open heart, open mind Never know who you'll find Open heart, close your eyes Can't quit, take six

Closer closer to the top Looking down is quite a drop Let me have it all You set up a barrier Don't you know I'd marry ya Can't explain how you make me feel Don't you know I'm feeling real You have turned into a prayer I can feel I'm almost there

There's something about you That I can't quite put my finger in

Must be love on the brain And I can't get enough Don't you stop loving me (loving me) Don't quit loving me (loving me) Just start loving me (loving me) Just to get close to you Can we burn something, babe? And I run for miles just to get a taste That's

Must be love on the brain And I can't get enough Don't you stop loving me (loving me) Don't quit loving me (loving me) Just start loving me (loving me) Just to get close to you Can we burn something, babe? And I run for miles just to get a taste That's

I don't even smoke no more but somehow I stay high Don't you ever let 'em see you down Quit my job, mum bugged out, made my choice, this is my life And I swear down I can't do this alone, may the dear lord be my guide Heart's too big and it beats too

Closer closer to the top Looking down is quite a drop Let me have it all You set up a barrier Don't you know I'd marry ya Can't explain how you make me feel Don't you know I'm feeling real You have turned into a prayer I can feel I'm almost there

Two's up, two's down You stub it out before I finish On my arm and I scream out “wow!” Nicotine, can’t quit it How's business this morning? Pretty good Shoot the messenger, string 'em up She’s a 10 plus 10, not enough Mixed messages, wires crossed