I saw you again and again and again There's some room to move on, to move on, to move on And I saw you again and again and again How do we fix this if we never have vision At times like these It's obvious I saw you again I think you used me again Should

Oh, it's so traumatic I've got these secrets I keep Is it obvious They've got me down on my knees Yeah, just let me go I keep reliving the scene I can see right where you are You don't need to hide in the dark

I get a kick every time I see I get a kick though it's clear to me You obviously don't adore me I get no kick in a plane Flying too high with some guy in the sky Is my idea of nothing to do Yet I get a kick out of you My story is much too sad to be told

I ain't leavin' without your love Under the downtown neon lights That's when you caught my eye You got me all worked up It's obvious we both know The night ain't long enough This goin' end tomorrow Tonight ain't long enough I'm old enough to know that

Here is where her heart I'm here with open arms and I got her I'm here and I won't go without her This is where her heart belongs it should be here with me Wash these demons away 10 a.m. it's west side bitch She see the glasses, so obvious Run from home,

It's obvious that you're dying, dying Just living proof that the camera's lying And oh oh open wide Don't look up just let them think You can't turn back Because this road is all you'll ever have 'Cause you'll go out in style You'll go out in style Yeah

Walk a mile in my shoes Do me right or I'm through Can't you see that If you want to stay around (I'm telling you) You've got to figure me out Take your time or you lose This is my game, my rules And I can see, obviously Baby you don't know

I'm a sucker for you I've been dancing on top of cars and stumbling out of bars I follow you through the dark, can't get enough You're the medicine and the pain, the tattoo inside my brain And, baby, you know it's obvious You say the word and I'll go

And I don't care it's obvious I just can't get enough of you The pedal's down, my eyes are closed Beside you I’m my loaded gun I can't contain this anymore I'm all yours I've got no control

And it's obvious that you're dying, dying Just living proof that the camera's lying And oh, oh open wide You can't turn back Because this road is all you'll ever have 'Cause you'll go out in style You'll go out in style Yeah, yeah well you're just a mess