Well the tv's turned to static
But I'm still in bed with you
And sometimes I think I've had it
But I'm still in bed with you
And It's true
I shouldn't be here anymore
But I don't really care about that now
All the days that I've spent trying
To find out what I've done wrong
Somehow seem to be forgotten
When I write myself a song
To remind me
Why I started this whole thing
So I'll sing
And I'll wing it once again
I still find comfort in the comfort
Familiarity has got me bad
So I'll expect you at my doorstep
And I'll probably take you back
And so many times repeated
Trace my steps back to the start
'Cause I've memorized my lines now
You could shoot me through the heart
To protect me
From doing what I might regret
But I won't.
Baby don't.
Be my sin.
I'm not afraid of endings
I sense no impending doom
Cause although you say its over
We are only me and you
Through and through
Two kids without a sense of self control
Just the goal
Of giving in
I still find comfort in the comfort
Familiarity has got me bad
So I'll expect you at my doorstep
And I'll probably take you back
I will probably take you back.
