You know that's not the way that it's supposed to be Oh no, no no no no I never want to see you crying over me Treating your love like I don't response Time in deed, caught up on me Trapped in your tears Please set me free I plea Making you feel like

Is there somebody who can watch you? I know it's me that's supposed to love you And when I'm home you know I got you I preferred it before We should ring dad more Lost our house Hold me close I stopped by, just to wash my clothes Is there somebody who

That's the beauty of a secret You know you're supposed to keep it But I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anything We wrote a story in the fog on the windows that night They think I'm insane, they think my lover is strange But I don't have to

Trade baby blues for wide eyed browns I sleep with your old shirts And walk through this house in your shoes You know it's strange It's a strange way of saying That I know I'm supposed to love you I'm supposed to love you Let me see your moves Things